| Show THIS DEFEATED CANDIDATE he walks along with downcast eyes and moody cast of face the sunny smile he used to wear is missing from its place his countenance Is drawn into a frown that hints despair his language Is all with streaks of lurid swear he thinks this life a fleeting show for mans delusion given with quite an of ahem and mighty little heaven and vows hed rather take a jaunt across the river styx than ever make another play to win at politics the friends he used to warmly greet he passes with a bow and with a cold sort 0 deml grunted how and no one offers sympathy all leave him to his fate for words cant heal the wounds of the defeated candidate the denver post |