Twas two weeks before Christmas, and all through the land,
A tragedy struck that shook every hand.
Reiner and Michele, a loss mourned by many,
Yet one man saw fodder for something uncanny.
No bells or goodwill, no silence profound,
Just tweets that attacked with derision unbound.
While others sent prayers and sought to console,
One chose to lay blame on a critic’s old role.
Instead of compassion in this holiday season,
Came rhetoric cold — and without any reason.
For grief is not fodder for political score,
Not in December, nor ever, nor ever once more!
Let’s hope we can rise above hate in the end,
And remember that tragedy should unite, not offend.
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Donald Trump is a huge ass. so sick of his bullshit!!!
A tragedy struck that shook every hand.
Reiner and Michele, a loss mourned by many,
Yet one man saw fodder for something uncanny.
No bells or goodwill, no silence profound,
Just tweets that attacked with derision unbound.
While others sent prayers and sought to console,
One chose to lay blame on a critic’s old role.
Instead of compassion in this holiday season,
Came rhetoric cold — and without any reason.
For grief is not fodder for political score,
Not in December, nor ever, nor ever once more!
Let’s hope we can rise above hate in the end,
And remember that tragedy should unite, not offend.
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Donald Trump is a huge ass. so sick of his bullshit!!!