(As sung, by a brave staffer, to the tune of “The Party’s Over”)
This race is over. You lost the delegate count. And it was March, by the way, When math showed his lead too large to surmount. It’s time to shut down your big machine. So just endorse him. And try not sounding mean.
This race is over. Well, yes, that’s hard to accept. They thought you’d win in a walk, And who could expect a staff that inept? It’s time to stop now. We know you will. It’s time to stop now. And try stopping Bill. This race is over, my friend.
Calvin TrillinCalvin Trillin is The Nation’s “deadline poet.”