Alas, fair Ohio, once middling in frame Now plunges to ruin, a state without name A tech-wallah governor, scam-caller sly Croaks "saar" in the chambers where honor should lie He poos where he lists, befouling the ground Demographic deluge, old European stock drowned Spiritual death claims the heartland's broad fields Old Heartland order extinguished and sealed Michigan towers with her mitten half-spoiled Yet da UP remains pure, her wilds unsoiled Superior then, now, and ever serene She holds purer blood where true stock is seen Ohio, thou wast middling at best Now sinks with the lowest, a pitiful jest The old order crumbles, the alien crowned We mourn not in vain as traditions break down