And while I'm at it...

I wrote this in response to the 2016 US presidential election. It's to the tune of Si Kahn's "Aragon Mill" except for the last verse, which is to the tune of "After the Ball".

What Have We Done?
to the tune of Aragon Mill and After the Ball
©Vikki Appleton Fielden, Nov 2016

On November the 8th, as I try not to weep
The election is close; it's so scary I can't sleep
And the chorus that I hear, now that hatred has won,
Is a sad, worried wail, crying "What have we done?"

Now the polls have shut down; there are tidings of woe
Tell us where can we go, tell us where can we go?
And the chorus that I hear...

All my friends' facebook posts can't believe that it's true
Tell me what will we do, tell me what will we do?
And the chorus that I hear...

And there's no hope at all, just a sense of despair
Once Obama is gone, dear God, how will we fare?
And the chorus that I hear...

In the town of DC, where the sirens are shrill
There's a new head man heading for Capitol Hill...

After the poll is over
After the voters gone
After the years campaigning
Endless commercials on
Many a heart is aching
Many's the anguished soul
Many the hopes that have vanished
After the poll...