It's up to you, New York!
Here's a short poetic piece in a spirit of this crucial pre-election contest:
Come one, come all
Let's cheer and jeer the victory and concession speeches
Some of the Candidates have returned "Home" to New York
For they wish to express their "New York State of Mind"
While others simply hope to be part of it, New York, New York
The candidates are running in their vagabond shoes
As they find themselves in a City that never sleeps
Whoever wins here may be the king (or the queen) of the hill, top of the heap
Who cares if a Candidate eats pizza with a fork
We're too busy to give a hoot
Not even in a New York Minute . . . 'cause the Rent is Too Damn High!
This ain't no Iowa
There ain't no raucous-caucus
Nor any corn-dog eatin' Straw Poll hocus-pocus
Because if they can make it here . . . they can make it anywhere
So, it's up to you, New York, New York!