Four Presidents

Millard Fillmore was one of the presidents
Number 13 was his residence
He did some stuff, but I don’t know what
From that picture of him, he looks like a sot

Then after Fillmore came dear Franklin Pierce
The handsomest president, ole’ homeboy was fierce
He had a plain wife and her name was Jane
They had a son, Ben, who died on a train

After dear Pierce was dude James Buchanan
He came before Lincoln and a yogurt called Dannon
He had a weird eye that would go kinda stray
He never got married, scholars say he was gay

Pres number 16 was Abraham Lincoln
He wasn’t a car, if that’s what you’re thinkin’
He lived through a war and girl that’s the truth
And then he got shot by that creep John Wilkes Booth


Categories: Poem, poetry

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  1. I once tried to memorize all of the presidents, but the longest “chain” that still sticks in my mind is: Harrison, Tyler, Polk, Taylor, Fillmore, Pierce, Buchanan, Lincoln, Johnson. Don’t know why. You seem fixated on part of my chain..


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