Gather ye Gallup while ye may,
And Zogby and Rasmussen:
The same sweet polls on election day
Just may turn rather gruesome.
The glorious hopes of days gone by,
The exit polls and cheering
Have turned to dust and made you cry,
We still can hear the swearing.
That race is best when finished first,
You taste both House and Senate;
But things might go from best to worst
In just one single minute.
So be not coy, but use your time,
Get ready while ye may:
To blame, accuse and curse and whine
When things don't go your way.