GOP Presidential Hopefuls Falling by the Wayside

Eight little Candidates dreamin of White House heaven,

One had a “past” and then there were seven;

Seven little Candidates showin' all their tricks,

One tumbled in the polls and then there were six.

One little, two little, three little, four little Candidates,

Five little, six little, seven little, eight little GOP Candidates.

Six little Candidates keepin’ their bid alive.

One bet too much on New Hampshire and then there were five;

Five little Candidates knocking on South Carolina doors,

One went home to Texas and then there were four.

One little, two little, three little, four little Candidates,

Five little, six little, seven little, eight little GOP Candidates.

Four little Candidates conservative as could be,

Who’ll drop out next? We’ll have to wait till Saturday to see.

Four little Candidates prayin’ for a Southern win.

But no one’s droppin’ out because they all can take it on the chin.

One little, two little, three little, four little Candidates,

Five little, six little, seven little, eight little GOP Candidates.

Four little Candidates, what’ll happen after Florida,

Newt or Rick will be gone because he lost the tombola.

Three little Candidates left sittin’ on the fence.

One stayed put because he was libertarian independent.

One little, two little, three little, four little Candidates,

Five little, six little, seven little, eight little GOP Candidates.

Three little Candidates soon to become two.

Because "electability" would be the sensible GOP thing to do.

Two little Candidates, but really One runnin' all alone,

He won the race and then there were none.