Post-Partisan Camp-Pain Song
By Lajla LeBlanc and Barbara Nay
Email: lajla at comcast dot net
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January 10, 2008
Wednesday morning, 8:44
No campaigners at my door
No one calls me anymore
Except for "Roger" from Bangalore
The campaign workers all are gone
The streets are clear from dusk to dawn
Candidates off to Michigan
No one wants my opinion
Dirty now the piles of snow
Ahead the days of 20 below
They've all moved on to points beyond
Camp-pain is just another song
Another song in other towns
Where other voters drink the rounds
And listen to the noisy sounds
Of temporary attention
Barbara Nay and Lajla LeBlanc © 2008
About the author:
Even though your show is staffed by many brilliant Norwegians, I think it best to let you know that my first name is pronounced Lila. My friend, Barbara Nay, and I composed this piece in the quiet and blue of the morning after the NH primary. If we'd written it at night it would be a blues song and we'd be drinking, well, cosmos. But since it's morning, we call it a poem/song lyric. And we're drinking coffee.
We hope you like it.
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