Some are feeling quite euphoric
As their party is now victoric,
But others have no faith at all
In that socialistic battle call,
Crowds cheer an upcoming utopia,
A throng blinded in their myopia,
But others do not yell in praise,
Happy cheers they do not raise,
And so it goes across the land,
Some in tears, some feeling grand,
But once past hype and hysteria,
All may pray for their America!