Jack & Jill Meet Trump’s Catch & Kill

Stormy and Karen went up the hill,
To fetch a scoop of news,
Stormy fell down and spilled the tales,
And Karen shared her views.

Up got Stormy and home did trot,
As fast as she could caper,
Karen stayed to spill the beans,
With every paper’s scraper.

Back came Stormy to stand her ground,
With tales so vast and plenty,
Together they had tales that bound,
Enough to fill up twenty!

Now every time this tale is told,
Of how they climbed that slope,
Remember how the news did unfold,
In whispers full of hope.