hard luck madam first lady
the way the polls go
it is easier to be first lady
than Mr President
the world is singing another
tune to the White House
hard luck madam first lady
the way the polls go
the votes are out but you've
made no headway
the votes are out but you've
not made any headway
shall we just call it a day
or go into another day
to see the votes go away
the race will soon be up
and they are going to call us up
the race will soon be up
and they are going to call us up
to declare us null and void
to declare us null and void
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your Malaysian haiku... jewels shining in the light of your soul have made me a devotee of your poetry