The campaign ads have stopped,
no more flyers in the mail.
We can go back to normality,
Iowa greatness no longer hailed.
Cafes will serve only the regulars,
Hotels will clean many rooms;
restaurants will clear empty tables,
snowy streets will get groomed.
For the caucus circus has left town,
on the road to the next willing victims;
Smiles on the streets outweigh frowns,
Winners can grin and say “We licked 'em!”
Memories of a democratic experience resonate,
As we view the coming general election and speculate.
The candidates will keep strutting and pontificate
on why they should be chosen by a gullible electorate.
But no longer here in these parts, no longer here.