Classic Poem

When he the nation's heart had won,
The chair was filled by Washington,
The second star to rise so high,
Was Adams, in a morning sky.

The next, when we the records trace,
Is Jefferson, to fill the place,
Then Madison the people raised,
Till Monroe came in to be praised.

John Quincy Adams next was found,
To steer the “Ship of State” around,
Till Andrew Jackson was possessed,
To hold the reins as he thought best.

Van Buren then, was honored so,
And Harrison came next below;
John Tyler to the place awoke,
Who later was displaced by Polk.

With firmness Taylor held the prize,
Till Fillmore filled the peoples' eyes,
Then Pierce was taken by the hand,
And made the foremost of the land.

Buchannan to the chair was led
In quick succession, it is said,
Abe Lincoln's worth then caught the air,
And ushered him into the chair.

To Andrew Johnson came the call,
To be the president of all,
He held the post till Grant was made,
The nation's president instead.

The nineteenth man was R. B. Hayes,
James Garfield next, my history says,
Then Arthur was the nation's chief,
Till Cleveland came to his relief.

The twenty-third was Harrison,
And Cleveland came again as one,
Who knew the ropes and held the sway,
Till bright McKinley won the day.

The twenty-sixth was Roosevelt,
Whose arm of steel wrong-doers felt,
He struck a blow at prejudice,
And brought the country up to this.