There once was a fellow named Jordan

There once was a fellow named Jordan
Who wanted, but could not afford one
            Of those new iPhones
            (Or one of its clones)
That he knew his retailer hoardin’.

There once was a fellow named Prince

There once was a fellow named Prince.
At the Super Bowl, he made some folks wince.
            But he played in the rain
            Of a purplish strain,
And there ain’t been a better show since.

There once was a Burger named King

There once was a Burger named King
Who got a caught in a tax-dodging thing.
            The sent his treasury forth
            To a neighbor up North
Who agreed to tax less of his bling.