General Discussion

Senator Lisa, with frown on her face,
Found Trump’s budget a national disgrace.
“It’s godawful,” she sighed,
Yet for pork, she complied —
Sold the rest for a slice of her place.

Murkowski stood torn, full of dread,
But voted “aye” while democracy bled.
“I hate it,” she swore,
But still opened the door—
For scraps, while the country was fed to the Feds.

She whispered "no," but her vote said "yes,"
To a budget born straight from a mess.
With death threats in tow,
She bowed to the show—
And sold out the land for a check and duress.

She trembled, then fell into line,
Called it “agonized” — not “supine.”
With the nation at stake,
She chose not to break —
Just a profile in fear, not in spine.