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November Eighth Election Day
November Eighth Election Day By Franklin Price 11/8/2016 November eighth election day The end is finally here To the dirtiest campaigning Ever run for most the year Both parties were ferocious In pursuing president If they could go a darker place That's exactly where they went No subject was verbotten Whether truth or outright lie I was so much shocked and awed Should I laugh or should I cry? Those days are now behind us The polls will open soon With voters waiting at the door To cast the liar or buffoon Hate to have to say it But that is what they are After you have cast your vote I'll meet you at the bar We'll drink the voting day away We will have done our civil right Voted who we thought was best Now we'll drink into the night Watching TV's first returns And the exit polling views Broadcasting and predicting We may believe it if choose It is not over 'til it's over 'Til the final vote is cast Don't let the pundits keep you home Go 'til the polls are closed at last No matter who the winner is The liar or buffoon We voted, did our duty The end results apparent soon When the winner takes the office And becomes our president It will soon become quite evident If our vote was rightly spent
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