Oyez oyez, etcetera, you know the drill — HARK! The White House doth summon not heralds, but *rap queens*! Verily, the mighty Trump, in his golden gilded glee, Hath found a new scribe — not scribe, but *siren* — Nicki Minaj, with mic in hand and ego in tow, To preach his policies to the city’s soul! Aye, the urban heart now beats for MAGA, And the only thing more shocking than her verse? Her *enthusiasm*. *(Unfurls a suspiciously fresh ‘ancient’ scroll)*