by Larry Porter

Copyright 2013 Larry Porter


The frost in the air comes not from weather.

The frost in the air comes from the fool crown’s tether.

Those who would dare to bring up a scare

Will bring the disgusted together.


They march to the tune of a different songbird,

The crown didn’t listen and got the wrong words.

These souls understood there’s a much greater Good,

And that’s what the strong should prefer.


They gathered together to forge a new plan,

A country whose power was bestowed on man.

In the heat of the day and with so much to weigh,

One said, “I don’t know if we can.”


Undaunted, three souls chose to work even harder.

Together they formed a triumvirate of ardor.

The first brought the form, the second transformed

Ideas aged kept in their larder.


The third of the members interpreted well

The meanings of phrases so none could dispel

The message that wrought the authors’ true thoughts.

They now had a story to tell.


The assemblage was gathered and asked to please ponder

If they’d willingly risk their lives, wealth, and honor.

Fifty-six men agreed that they had to secede

From the crown that ruled from a’ yonder.


The menace marched westward in a wave of bright red,

And nearing its goal the patriots said,

“Come on boys, take our toys

And then we’ll cut off all your heads.”

When they met the menace, they did the unheard,

They hid behind trees and true to their word,

They took off it’s head, and left it for dead,

And a new nation thus had been spurred.


The wise men assembled in secret that year

Named a man who had fought in the country’s frontier.

Made a name for himself, as a warrior with wealth,

And his best trait was he was austere.


This great man’s poor army was nearly consumed

And the new country’s fate seemed for sure to be doomed,

The wise men had guessed they’d given their best.

But the chosen one never presumed.


On a cold Christmas eve, camped next to the river,

He ordered his men to advance to deliver,

A destructive blow in the wind and the snow,

And to show them what’s left in our quiver.


So they walked across water with cloths wrapped ‘round feet,

Through the snow and ice with no thoughts of defeat.

Leaving crimson on white, to look back was a fright,

So they marched forward, Hessians to greet.


The success of that day made the country propitious

That the crown may be gone, though some still were suspicious.

They slugged through ten years, give and take, fears and tears,

Would the signers be hung as seditious?


After ten years of fighting, the war was now won

Because of the grit of George Washington.

Then they began to draw up the plan

On how this new government should run.


Alas came an end to the fighting and dying.

Patriots victorious, the red menace left crying,

They had their new nation but with their creation,

They found its survival defying.


Jefferson, Madison, Adams, those three

Drew the document that sent the world on a spree

It declared every right was bestowed outright,

Not from government but instead deity.


The talk from the men who performed for thirteen.

Haggled and screamed and like roosters some preened.

But eventually enough signed off on the stuff,

That made for a brand new machine.


They needed a head for this brand new estate.

Unanimously they agreed only one had the trait,

That could lead a new nation, so in the summation,

They chose Washington, their new head of state.

The Experiment Begins

The world stood watching with great anticipation

To see if she stumbled on her own expectations.

Could she hold on to this promising dawn,

Or would she collapse from translation?


The idea was new that a people could rule,

That their rights were derived from their very own pool.

Would they grasp the real meaning, without intervening

Or would they rely on old school.


Freedom of speech?  Who heard of such things?

And the right to assemble, no, not from their kings.

Religion and arms. No one taking their farms?

And none of these freedoms had strings?


Who’d believe all the things this document told,

Of freedoms and rights more precious than gold.

Could it stand on it’s own, ignoring the crown,

Or would it fade into history, untold?


George Washington proved the wise leaders’ decision

He led the new nation with startling precision.

Here’s the thing, he could have been king.

Instead he gave life to the vision.


He took to his heart what the document said,

Vowing by actions to eliminate dread.

Never bowing to those who would bring to a close

The message that it would spread.


His cabinet was wrought with two men who fought

With different ideas of constitutional thought.

They’d go for weeks never to speak.

But he needed what each of them brought.


One sat on his right the other his left

At making their case, both were quite deft,

Every time one would sneeze, he was tempted to squeeze

From that man his very last breath.


He was blessed with the talent to discard their petty

Disagreements in principle and keep them both ready

To steer the ship forward, for they were the stewards.

As the world watched to see it stay steady.


He was true to his word as his two terms expired.

He insisted to all he was done, and retired.

What he left in his wake for the next man to take,

Was a new nation duly inspired.


His second was one of the first architects.

At times Adams felt he was just a reject,

He had little to do, watching senators brew,

Their concoctions.  He got no respect.


The second was voted to become the next first.

He finally felt he was shown his real worth.

The rules he’d helped write, were about to ignite

A battle to shake the whole Earth.


The Amendments were written for all to peruse

The rights of the people could not be abused.

Being able to speak one’s mind was unique

And its writing could not be confused.


But now one author was leading the state,

Through executive power he began to dictate

With his signature placed on one bill he embraced,

He hobbled the whole fourth estate.


Washington was crushed by some newspapermen

Who vilified him with their sharp poison pens.

It didn’t bother the Founding Father,

But to Adams, it wasn’t his ken.


When Adams became the number one man,

He agreed with his former colleagues’ game plan.

They’d punish the men who used poison pens

By forbidding free speech with a ban.


The plan was to pass the A and S Acts.

Which they all pretended was against foreign pacts.

The reality however was to stifle forever

Critics and to cover their backs.


And so the first chink in the ambitious design

Appeared oh so quickly and gave us a sign

That men of good will can be led down the hill.

Human nature is often supine.


And now came John Marshall who carried the law.

He and five cohorts decided for all

What the document said as it was read,

Their word would be the last straw.


Since brilliant John Adams was there from the start

You’d think he would know the direction by heart.

Instead he took actions that brought grave reactions

Pushed executive power athwart.


Marshall proclaimed Adams misused his power

When the USS Boston made the Flying Fish cower.

With Little v Barreme , the Court called Supreme

Gave Congress back its power.


Washington again proved his worth to the nation.

Before he left office a wise revelation,

He gave to the masses, “Before a day passes,

With parties you’ll have a cessation.”


“Your country will die before it can start.

If you chose different camps, you’ll soon grow apart.

Parties divide, throw the people aside,

Their own needs dictate their heart.”


But the two from his cabinet who could not agree,

Ignored all his wisdom, each became a trustee

Of his party of choice, proclaiming his voice

Was that of the true bourgeoisie.


When Adams was through, Thomas Jefferson ran

For the highest office in this new land.

His life’s enemy ran at him, you see,

And the country’s division began.


Once again a designer of the U.S. blueprint

Became the third man to leave his imprint.

He looked to the West, for the countries next quest

So he sent a group out for a glint.


What he did next, he knew wasn’t right

According to rules that he helped to write.

His thinking, the end justified the offend.

He went forth and purchased it outright.


He paid fifteen mil which then doubled the lay

Most people were happy, as they got underway

To settle new land, where ‘til now had blue hands,

But would soon be called US of A.


We the people, didn’t mind being scammed,

They didn’t complain with whatever was rammed,

As long as they got everything that they sought,

They said the Constitution be damned.


Next came a Founder a kind of small guy.

Only five feet four, but he wasn’t shy.

He had a spouse who shared his white house

And helped with his chores on the fly.


Number four was the man who started it all,

Brought the quill, the ink, the paper and all.

By using his brains, he wrote down the strains

That began to roll the ball.


But even before his duties began

Marshall again, with the court made a stand.

Fletcher v Peck, put a foot on the neck

Of the Natives, said, “You don’t own land.”


As author of what we call the Constitution,

He was a man who had resolution.

He followed the rules, executed with tools

That caused no further dilution.


He did, however, have to go to war

With the Brits, they said they wanted more.

But Andy Jack, he sent ‘em back.

Ne’re again to darken our shore.


The Doctrine was what gave the fifth his fame.

After serving the fourth voters said, “Remain.”

He gained the top, became the cop

Who kept the West maintained.


His Doctrine helped keep our hemisphere

Free from all nations we had feared.

“You all may come for trade and fun

But as for war, not here!”


James was involved right from the start,

At Trenton got shot very near his heart.

So he knew well, what they must quell

What his country would impart.


He stayed true to the word, what great men had written,

Especially did he, after the battle with Britain.

He executed laws with no more cause

Than to follow what was written.


The Marshall group reinforced their findings

As to the Natives, they still had their bindings

Could not sell their land to the common man.

The government took all assignings.


The sovereignty lay with only those men

Who came from afar, pushed again and again.

Natives were not in these men’s thoughts,

Considered God’s creatures, amen.


SC once again before five took his leave.

Gave the Antelope’s cargo official reprieve.

Slaves were to be, simply property.

Many years would pass with a yawn.


Like father like son, as the saying goes

The apple falls near to the tree, so they crow.

With Adams at two, the sages were true.

He learned well what to sow.


For John Q. was his father’s son.

He watched his father as he’d run.

When his turn came, he did the same

And nearly always won.


When he became our number six

His enemies cried, “Oh, dirty tricks.”

The twelfth Amendment, caused resentment,

While his office dodged the bricks.


John Adams knew the country’s law,

He watched his father help to draw

The document that would cement

The break from Britain’s claw.


Still after all was said and done,

He had to violate the one,

Constitution with resolutions

Helped push for end round runs.


His thoughts went toward a more powerful

Central government, more resourceful.

His American System, considered his gem

Was to make the country more bountiful.


But he knew that the law didn’t allow

His position to do what he did.  Somehow

He simply ignored, the document’s word

Directing the workers to plow.


In addition to that which he created

Was a national school, then he slated

Support for the arts, sciences, Descartes

And for these he was much debated.


It was eighteen hundred and twenty eight

When Jackson finally led the state.

A rascal was he, for as you will see,

His arrival followed much hate.


Politics now were taking the stage

As the document gathered more and more age.

Infighting pursued, with a standing feud

No one listened to the old sage.


Jefferson told them what to expect

But to his words they gave no respect.

Defying the man, politicians began

To decide which laws to reject.


Old Hickory’s idea for America’s Indians

Was to get them in debt by pulling shenanigans.

He sent them away, to a land far away

So the problem would not raise its head again.


But we know as the people began moving West

New settlers would not let the real Natives rest.

They all felt the need to kill them, indeed,

Their turn had come at conquest.


Worcester v Georgia was a landmark decision.

The Court told the states there was no division

They were not to deal with Indian appeals,

The Feds had that only provision.


Old Hickory being the curmudgeon he was

Said of Marshall, he made his decision a cause.

Let him try to enforce that ruling, of course

He has no power with claws.


On the twenty his face now resides.

The irony being, his biggest pride

Was abolishment of the nations mint

And divide it countrywide.


Nullification came next for Andy.

He told South Carolina. “Though that would be handy.

You cant’ just leave, say you secede,

That would surely be randy.”


What he said he said with a smile

For he knew too well all the while

The ninth and tenth gave no consent

But hey, that was just his style.


They claimed that he worked for the little man

Protecting him from the government’s sham.

But truth be told, his actions rolled

The power t’ward Uncle Sam.


And now came a blow to our rights once more

When the six ruled Barron v Baltimore.

They said that the states didn’t owe going rates,

Eminent Domain hit the floor.


Chip chip chip went the hammers and chisels

Chipping away in drabs and drizzles.

It didn’t take long, to learn that the throng

Would watch as the document fizzled.


In eighteen hundred and thirty-two

Jackson made Marty number two.

Stand by my side and they’ll abide.

Next they’ll vote for you.


Next time round it was Martin Van Buren.

But some liked to call him Martin Van Ruin.

Depression for years brought a torrent of tears.

Four years he led the Bruin.


But overall he did little real harm.

He followed the law with nary a charm.

He was rather dull, and there was a lull

While the country expanded its farms.


A little known fact in our history

A fact few will hold in their memory.

He was eighth as VP, and as president, you see.

Is that a queer little mystery?


Old Tippecanoe didn’t last very long.

Just thirty-two days ‘fore he struck the gong.

He spent way too much time, in the bitter cold clime’

And succumbed to his personal swan song.


A constitutional crisis arose from his death.

It wasn’t clear who should be the next.

VP Tyler took a flier,

Leaving most of his Cabinet perplexed.


Most resigned when he took to the office

He renounced the party’s attempts at a caucus.

I’ll not do your deeds; I’ll sew my own seeds.

They claimed he was just being raucous.


John Tyler the irony of recent presidents.

Refused to push gov’ment on this nation’s residents.

Historians thought with him there was naught

Followers gave him little precedence.


The truth be told as much as it’s scorned

The Fathers gave document to what they adorned.

But presidents since made patriots wince.

At least Tyler should not be mourned.


Eleven snuck in through the back door

Proceeding to flaunt the oath that he swore.

He embraced the crowds with their heads in the clouds

While stamping the laws in the floor.


Historians said he was one of the best

But what made him better than most of the rest?

He gave to the people, or should we say sheeple

More land to be settled out West.


Polk declared war was the way to expand

Against Britain and Mexico he took his backhand.

The first backed away, the second did play

And was beaten above Rio Grande.


Oregon, Texas, and California

Would now be settled by folks with a mania.

They didn’t care who else lived there.

They were betook with schizophrenia.


And before he departed, he signed a remand

A new cabinet, Interior, society now planned.

To tell people where, they could hunt for bear

And what else they could do on their land.


Checks and balances were put in place

By the Founders at the start of this race.

What they thought and what they sought

Was to give each its own space.


But as we’ve seen while beards grew long,

The Founders planned, but then guessed wrong.

The president runs government

As the other two drift along.


As recorders write of America’s victory

They start and finish writing history

About the man who rules the land.

This should not be a mystery.


As time wore on, two of the three

Gave power away to the third, you see.

They lacked resolve, did not evolve

As the Founders had decreed.


Now Old Zach Taylor, good or bad

Was not in office to do much gad.

Though he tried, the poor man died

Too soon to be a cad.


Thirteenth, VP, then took control.

Fillmore was fairly good, on the whole.

But he made a pact, signed the Fugitive Act

Allowed Feds to illegally patrol.


But overall what he didn’t do

Was to grow the Fed, he’d eschew,

He saw no need to rev the speed

Of intrusion to pass through.


There were historically many occasions

Where Fillmore could have backed invasions

France and Britain and Spain were smitten

But were stopped with his persuasions.


Therefore historians have mostly written

That Millard was like a thumbless mitten.

Doing little but sit and whittle

And laws were not rewritten.


Slavery kept rearing its ugly head.

Politicos chose sides by what they said.

Some said now, but others asked how.

People chose by what they read.


One of the worst, historians say.

Ten and four, and by the way,

After forty-nine votes in line

Only then he got to play.


Jefferson Davis was in his cabinet.

He later became the South’s President.

This didn’t sit well for abolitionist’s knell

When they saw where his friendship went.


So since the Pierce record was so very thin

Doing little damage, barely scratching the skin,

They looked on with scorn, at this man’s true bourne,

As if doing nothing was sin.


Isn’t it strange how human nature

Nullifies with due attainture,

If we dare, not repair

But keep the present stature.


However if someone then decides

The present system needs revised

And changes things to suit their flings

They rise on history’s tides.


Doughface was called a worst again.

He did nothing as SC left, then

Dred Scott announced that blacks were trounced.

What mind this man from Penn?


He looked toward the document

That spelled the rules of government.

They had no right to start a fight.

A state could leave the tent.


Historians say ‘twas better served

To fight to keep it all preserved.

No matter if throughout the tiff

They got what they deserved.


Fifteen paid to keep his code

Those founding principles they bestowed.

The words be damned, he would be slammed.

He’d pay the price he owed.


Following him with beard and hat

He said he’d settle this small spat.

He was bound by laws not found

For spite he forced combat.


There he sits on a marble chair,

The reflecting pool shines on his hair.

An icon he, admired by we

The people, unaware.


He promised those who wanted war

A chance to die as those before.

The document with his consent

He said was law no more.


Six hundred fifty thousand souls

Were buried like the Dead Sea scrolls

All because there was applause

From devils with controls.


At first, they claimed to free the blacks

But most chose to ignore the facts.

Dred Scott claimed to people’s shame

They could be good for tax.

The Crossroads 

The Southern states saw things from eyes

That watched the North take every prize.

Most Southerners were just workers

Who wanted compromise.


But Lincoln wouldn’t hear of it.

And those around him wouldn’t quit

Goading him, supporting him

To make the South submit.


We all must ask why civil war

Is necessary?  Don’t explore

The other ways to save the days

Of killing.  And what for?


Should the question now arise:

Did the man compromise?

He never asked Congress the task

He took ships as a prize.


Supreme Courts sit as the final judge

Judge Taney’s Court ruled a 5-4 nudge

He had a case, he kept his place

On his quest he would not budge.


Now he sits admired by all

Because he did with such a pall

The dreaded deed, refused to heed

The writing on the wall.


Yes, it saved the union flag

But at what cost in body bags?

And just in case folks talk of race,

It left most folks in rags.


History tells that slavery was

Nearing its end, economic laws

Were dictating abandoning

Slavery as a cause.


Lincoln died before he watched

The system that he fought and botched.

The people left were all quite deft

To see the South was scotched.


A trip to the theatre that horrible night

Left the country in a terrible plight.

Number two had to do

The repair to the God awful blight.


Try as he may to reconcile

Allowing the South free domicile,

The Radicals, using their rules,

Declared his plan a foul.


They disliked him so much it seems

Impeachment was their ways and means.

If they could rid, with takeover bid

They’d bring forth new regimes.


The Reconstruction of the South

Gave all the Southerners cottonmouth.

The pow’rs that be, in our country

Prolonged the awful drouth.


They brought the country to its knees.

The Founders would not be much pleased.

But should they dare, they didn’t care,

Thrust hatred and disease.


Amendment number one and four

Was passed without the proper score.

Though people said when it was read

Things were better than before.


Radical Republicans took the lands.

Unable to get Southern hands,

Threw out the true officials who

Would not accept their plans.


Replacing them with all their own

False votes brought rascals to the throne.

They threatened jail so they’d prevail

It changed the South’s whole tone.


The Experiment took backward steps

In sixty-eight with zealot Reps.

They made new laws to suit their cause

On deaf ears fell objects.


The Founding Fathers warned of this

That men would commit parti pis

For their own gain, forget the pain.

Into folks faces they’d piss.


Would the Experiment course to survive?

Could better men keep it alive?

We thought they’d try to comply

With predetermined drive.


But would the population send

Men of honor in the end?

We’d wait and see what history

Sent forth at this road’s bend.


Thomas J., from what we hear,

Said revolution per twenty years

Would keep us straight, would seal our fate

And keep the knaves in fear.


A general came next in line

He’d fought the battle of all time.

Would he be the man to see

The nation change its climb?


This task required a strong recruit,

One who didn’t give a hoot

What others thought, could not be bought.

Would bad men get the boot?


The people now accepted less

Than what the Founding Fathers pressed.

They felt fine to pluck the vine

Much closer to their vest.


Named for an ancient Greek who traveled

He played both sides, he certainly bedazzled.

He took a stand and lent his hand’

Gave civil rights to the straggled.


But his support also was sent

To those for whom the rules were bent.

By conquering, not re-admitting,

They said the South was spent.


The South was thrust into five Regions.

Grant agreed to keep the legions.

No civil suits would quell the brutes

But Congress had its reason.


The SCOTUS said it was political.

They refused to call it all that critical.

Two cases came and went the same,

As it all became centrifugal.


Then along came Rutherford Hayes

To try to work through this black maze.

The Constitution, gave no solution

Since it was now ablaze.


They all agreed the doc hadn’t changed

Things had just become rearranged.

They said they used, not abused

That doc.  They were deranged.


Hayes paid homage to the pact

Giving rights by civil act.

In it he said of black and red

They also were people, in fact.


But then he turned to Carl Shurz

To help those Reds who had been purged.

To join us all that we may call

That all may now be merged.


Shurz took their land, dividing it

Then sold it off for benefit

To whites with cash and let them dash

Suckling off the g’ment tit.


Hayes, they called, a moderate

A word that meant conciliate.

It made them feel so genteel

While thinking he really was obdurate.


Was the Experiment dead or was it just sleeping?

Were politicians sincere or just reaping

The spoils of power while climbing the tower

Watched by our Founders, while weeping?


RB relinquished to the next in line

Who did little harm during his time.

On the two hundredth day he ended his stay.

Guiteau left his conduct supine.


The second president fatally shot

Garfield did little in the time he brought

To the highest office that had become nauseous.

Could Arthur untie the knot?


Everyone thought the fourteenth amendment

Would give ex-slaves their final commencement

Give them the vote!  They could rock the boat.

The New South must change its temperament.


Arthur tried to bring real honor back

By signing off on the Pendleton Act.

It finished spoils, it stopped the foils.

Re-instituting the pact.


But then he turned forth his other cheek

To soothe the Stalwart’s bidding pique.

He changed his cabinet to every advocate

The Stalwart’s men did seek.


Again the first President, George was correct.

With parties the nation soon would be wrecked.

They tend to divide, succumbing to pride

While the nation’s business is decked.


A man had finally come to the White House

Who took on, himself, the task to delouse.

The parties aside, he picked up his stride

Never once acting the mouse.


He angered all sides at what he performed.

Foremost in his mind was a quest to reform,

Corruption too, and he knew

The whole g’ment was deformed.


One of the Cleveland clan had arrived

Twenty-two and twenty-four had survived

An in-between, a Benjemeen

The Doc, he was bound to revive.


Although he was a Democrat

The Mugwamps joined him in one spat.

Blaine came forth to show his worth

And Mugwamps said, “Not that!”


He made farmers, businessmen, vets

Mad as hell as he took their pets.

Subsidies would not be thieves

Of the people’s hard earned sweats.


Historians called him a Bourbon Dem

Of classic liberalism, not of phlegm.

Cleveland did while others hid

And went against all them.


Even his enemies said he was

Honest and committed to his cause.

Even though he dealt a blow

To so many fuzzy laws.


The only mark that one may state

That went against his highest rate

Was that he didn’t see

New cabinets added weight.


On his watch a new position

His cabinet had a new addition.

Dept of Ag, he had a lag.

What was his real cognition?


But overall he did things right

Since every side thought him a blight.

If a man does what he can

He may become a knight.


The fact remains he came again

So citizens approved of his campaign.

They wanted so the line to toe

And he worked to contain.


Sadly it didn’t last very long.

The next in line got it all wrong.

Ben went back to the same old track

Trying hard to please his throng.


His was the first administration

To spend a billion, an abomination.

He spent the surplus in spite of the fuss

While negating Cleveland’s creation.


The Sherman Act was signed by him.

It’s still unsure if this was whim.

Did he realize or was it demise

Of the Doc the Fathers gave Ben.


Harrison was considered by many a cipher

Leaving the office a common divisor.

Perhaps that was rash, because of the cash

But he didn’t do very much either.


While most chiefs busied themselves playing

The SCOTUS was also busy, saying,

“We’ll take a look.”  Then they took

On cases before them staying.


The Waite Court heard in eighty-six

A case for economic fix.

Until then states would pen

Regulations or a nix.


The Wabash case changed all of that.

They took away the states’ rights, flat.

By saying, “Now, the Federal plow

Would work that precise plat.


From the Wabash ruling came

The ICC, a regulating flame.

The first time ever, their endeavor

Created an insidious game.


The US versus EC Knight

Begged the question, “What was right

Anti-Trust, or a bust?

They took out all its might.


The Fuller Court, in ninety-five

Made the Sherman Act barley alive.

It became precise, like squeezed in a vise

So that little of it did survive.


It gave back to states the power they lost.

Amendment Ten got back what they’d tossed.

They couldn’t take states’ rights from their plates.

The Court said a line had been crossed.


Then came the case of such notoriety

It put a lasting effect on our society.

In a seven to one what the Court had done

Made the nation question its propriety.


Plessy v. Ferguson gave to the Court

A case that hung on black-white tort.

Could a black being go sightseeing

In the railcar with a white sport?


Separate but equal became the law.

That’s what the court said and saw.

Just as long as there was no wrong

In their treatment.  That was the flaw.


In eighteen hundred and eighty-four

McKinley came through the White House door.

His new trend was to put an end

To the Doc to which he swore.


He told us we’d have no more wars.

We wouldn’t take others’ land anymore.

But what’d he do, I ask you?

He swam to the other shore.


First the Spanish came into his sights.

He sent troops to Cuba to have a big fight.

And the Philippines came onto the screens

With Dewey in the bright lights.


After the win he claimed the new land,

Puerto Rico, Hawaii, even Guam, and

The Island group, thanks to Dewey’s troops

Became the American brand.


So much for promises by politicos

Who say one thing then they go

And do another, so why bother

To believe what they blow.


We the People lay in a daze.

It was becoming no more than a phrase.

What it meant had been spent.

And left us in a haze.


McKinley was elected to a second stint

But Czolgosz used a bullet to prevent.

The Veep took control, taking the roll

Of President, and so it went.


Historians are known to give praise to those

Who do the most for friends and for foes.

Teddy was praised then his portrait raised

In granite, forever froze.


Yet he did more since Honest Abe

To subvert the meaning that they gave

To the raw contract law

The Fathers tried to save.


Here was a man who truthfully said

A good Indian was one that was dead.

And never mind their feeble mind

Never should they be bred.


T R rode his horse to fame

Becoming a hero in the San Juan game.

As V P selected, then top job elected.

History then chiseled his name.


He stood and hollered,  “With this Fair Deal,

Every citizen would share in the weal.”

Re-distribution and retribution

To business refusing to heel.


The trust busting efforts sounded so right.

They showed the bad businesses who had the might.

Don’t cross the boss if you don’t want a loss

Of your profits and your sight.


This was a first when this government told

Free businessmen how they could make and spend gold.

At the threat of prison a new day had risen

Give us our free days of old.


The Pure Food and Drug Act most people cheered

The Meat Inspection pact solved what they feared.

Putting Federal fingers in that which still lingers

But nobody thought that was weird.


Teddy chose taking a new slant on

Dealing with countries. He didn’t use brawn.

What he said to them instead,

“Speak softly but show a huge wand.”


He exercised foreign state policy

To intervene for smaller sovereignties.

He wouldn’t allow others to plow

Fertile countries.  The height of hypocrisy!


As if he’d not done enough harm as yet

He formed a new cabinet position to get

Labor first, then Commerce coerced

Into following government threats.


The citizens said, “This is all good.

We need the Fed to look after our food.

And Big, Bad Business shows no forgiveness.

Big Brother is misunderstood.”


They elected him twice when he built the Canal.

It lifted the population’s morale.

They liked the idea of controlling Gaia.

But none questioned the rationale?


Teddy used the Department of Interior

To make the states to the Fed inferior.

He snatched state land for Fed use and

Made national parks superior.


The Tenth Amendment became a joke

The people all stepped out for a smoke.

They seemed okay to let it decay.

To watch the country go broke.


One hundred and twenty years before

This country left a shining shore.

Somehow it faltered, badly altered

We now searched for one to restore.


SCOTUS was busy during Ted’s reign.

The Fuller Court had mixed results in the main.

Some broke new ground some went around

With the same old tired old refrain.


The War brought on several new cases,

The Islands taken brought brand new bases.

They made them look again at the book

What they found mostly were spaces.


And once again with its kind hand

The US government took a stand.

Lone Wolf the chief was given a brief

That in effect took all Indian land.


The Sherman Act with its anti-trust suits

Brought several cases to the roots.

Swift v U.S. needed aggress

The court gave the Swifts the boot.


Swift, they declared, though worked intrastate

Dealt also with commerce that went interstate.

“Therefore,” they said, “It must be read

That Congress could regulate.”


Northern Securities was then ruled unfair,

Run out of business along with its shares.

It could not, control the lot

Of railroads Hill called theirs.


In nineteen oh five the court got it right

Against New York with all its might.

Lochner’s contract was kept intact

The Constitution was back in sight.


And again the SCOTUS ruled correctly

In Lowe v. Lawlor they said directly

The union could not bring a boycott

Against companies owned privately.


However soon after the Supreme Court’s ruling

Congress passed law that gave them a schooling.

Don’t mess with us, don’t make a fuss,

For our unions they are not fooling.


Then the Supreme Law of the Land

Slid backwards from its honored stand.

Ex Parte Young climbed one more rung

Toward state’s rights being banned.


And the case of Moyer versus Peabody

Announced that governors could put anybody

Into chains with zero claims

For habeas corpus to embody.


They said a governor of a state could

Foist insurrection on citizenhood.

Then into jail without your bail.

Your citizenship?  No longer good.


After Teddy had his illustrious run

He supported his man for the next run,

His Sec of state, but then came fate

And hit him like a ton.


He thought the man was as progressive as he

He’d do Ted’s bidding to continue the spree

To simply ignore the document’s core

Thinking to set the land free.


The largest man in the Universe

Put the reigns of the country in reverse.

My oh my, he didn’t even try.

Instead he just made it worse.


Although his mentor considered him bust

In reality he did keep Teddy’s trust.

But a lawsuit named Teddy, the blamed,

Killed support from the Rough Rider’s thrust.


The biggest tort from the largest of men

Was the Sixteenth Amendment, just a mark with a pen.

Politicos knew it would never be true

When they said it will never extend.


The populous now was accepting as fact

That the country must stay on this devious tack.

The Founders had warned but it was just scorned.

They got used to the gov’ment’s compact.


The election of nineteen hundred and twelve

Gave voters selections that never delved

Into any real choices, all of their voices

Came from the same old shelves.


The Republicans ran Taft once again

While Teddy went in disregarding the deign.

And Wilson entered the fray so it centered

On all the progressive wet hens.


What the fat man started the thin man finished.

He went on to support what truly diminished

The citizenry’s freedom, as it would sure bleedum.

They watched as their paychecks vanished.


Wilson first formed the Federal Reserve.

A private bank with no rules to observe.

First it developed then it enveloped

Fiscal policy we didn’t deserve.


More interference came from FTC

The Commission to regulate trade, don’t you see.

They had to make sure that no one endured

The slightest rebuff from comp’nies.


Forget what you thought of as freedom ‘til now.

The government took care from your birth to your ciao.

But that was okay with people that day

They believed in the government’s vow.


The farmers weren’t left in their fields as forgotten,

Left with their crops, if they sadly grew rotten.

Wilson reacted with a farm bill enacted,

Paid for their loses of cotton.


The Adamson Act imposed eight-hour workdays.

The first time the federal government gave

Businesses mandates.  A rule or a dictate?

Showing government was their true knave.


As the people stood by watching government grow

Europe was wrapped in a conflict tableau.

The election was here, so he said we’d stay clear

But the real job he gave them was snow.


We entered the war to end wars so they said.

As protesting citizens all were soon led

To county jails without given bails.

The Sedition Act was read.


After one hundred and twenty-two years

The Sedition Act once again brought the tears

Of freedom lovers as they discovered

Old enemies don’t disappear.


The War Powers Act gave the president powers

That cannot be found no matter you scour.

The first document gave no such consent

But he took them in that hour.


The Palmer Raids found ten thousand souls

It declared were anarchists, although their true roles

Were protestors, and demonstrators

Who had rights to state their goals.


With a dictator’s powers he formed a new League

With countries worn out from battle fatigue.

The powers it gave made our congress behave,

They threw out this harmful intrigue.


With the harm that he’d done in those years to our nation

Historians still manage to give acclamation.

But truth be told, if one asked of the old,

They’d look on in utter frustration.


As Wilson worked the Supreme didn’t shy

Justice White’s Court let out the cry,

“Do not fear for we are here.”

To the doc they almost said bye.


The Shreveport Cases cited railroad rates.

Was it states or the Fed who ruled on their fate?

The SC decided they really resided

On the Federal government’s plate.


If anyone truly did think the tax code

Might fail in court as if sense was bestowed

Not to worry your head, it would never be dead

They ruled that your money was owed.


One that the Court did seem to get right,

That kept that old document clearly in sight,

Coppage v. Kansas, didn’t open for canvass

Whether bills of attainder took flight.


Forty Barrels and Twenty Kegs

Gave the Court some brand new legs.

The FDA had its say

Said the Coke formula was dreg.


They refused to decide on the merits therein

Instead they sent back to the lower court’s bin

A chance to redeem their avid esteem

And tell of their ruling again.


Now the Court came upon a case that changed all.

Caminetti v. U.S. ruled government’s call

Was not just for political thrust

It now sent a shuddering pall.


This ruling from SCOTUS took the Court to new heights

It allowed the Feds to dictate all rights.

What once was so private was changed in this climate,

The government now held the lights.


This would not end the mischief they did.

In Debs v. U.S. they once again said

There was no such thing as free speech when the king

Was disparaged, they’d have your head.


The final blow that the Court ruled upon

Was Missouri v. Holland, again a new dawn.

Said that the states, where a treaty creates

A law, they became a mere pawn.


Oliver Wendell in his own judgment,

Said the constitution was a living document

He became chief.  Oh good grief!

Let’s hear it for the government.


Warren G. Harding was next in line,

Didn’t last long, ran out of time.

Remembered best about his quest

Was the Tea Pot Scandal crime.


One in his cabinet went to prison

Along with others as the mizzen

Began its rise amidst the cries

Of change from what had arisen.


Alas he died with two years in

Asking cronies to please join him.

They did him wrong.  It wasn’t long

‘Til rot came from within.


When he died in Californ

The country wept, became forlorn.

They liked the man because he ran

On changes he had sworn.


The people seem to like a change

No matter that it’s out of range.

They don’t look hard or know it’s marred.

They simply want exchange.


While Harding lived as President

He didn’t change the rudiments.

His words he spoke t’ward what was broke

But actions, never spent.


Cool Cal came on after Harding’s death.

He tried to cut the Fed’s huge breadth.

Alas the train had crossed the plain

And never stopped for breath.


He did give Indians citizenship

Allowing them to keep their grip

On reservations, thought as nations

Their powers remained stripped.


With Coolidge bowing from the race

In nineteen hundred and twenty-eight

Hoover came to run the game

He leaped out from the gate.


Of course the new Experiment

Had all but died after President

Lincoln said we’ll have some dead

But that’s what must be spent.


To save the nation we must do

What surely means to bid adieu

To our charter let the carter

Cart while we make new.


From that point on most heads just spun

Some tried to get the worst undone.

But no one did ever get rid

Of the damage that was done.


So by the time that Hoover came

The one thing left was just the name.

Whatever acts he chose to pass

Carried little more than blame.


The people spoke with votes they cast

The Founding Fathers words had passed.

This is what they said was smut

They would have been aghast.


Though Hoover was the scapegoat for

The Great Depression, the people swore

It was his fault, so they would vault

Above the basement floor.


Before he left the office walls

He did commit one act for all

The invisible, the divisible

Removed the towering wall.


Then came along number thirty-two.

He knew the enterprise was through.

The USA, in disarray

Was ripe for a different view.


The People long had discovered

What never could be recovered,

And what was warned, but still adorned

Ignoring such as lovers.


FDR knew all too well

The way to population quell,

Print money fast, while it did last

Before the country’s knell.


By handing out the U.S. treasure

He managed giving most some pleasure

Or at least, his words were feast

A new way forth to measure.


Since we know the Experiment

Had failed and now the government

Had its way to speed decay

To the document.


Each in his turn pushed forth his plan

To do what he thought best for man.

FDR like a Russian czar.

Became, for all, front man.


Spending money they didn’t have

Became the norm and all the rave

The people voted, then devoted

Time for fun to have.


The politicians, true to style

Promised all with their beguile.

But people still, believed their swill,

And took it with a smile.


Afar Germanic thunder storms.

Then Nipponese Zeros came in swarms,

Without such we may have clutched

To poverty as the norm.


But come it did the Second War

The unemployed would be no more.

The men came first, the numbers burst

To even up the score.


The women followed as they must

To do the tasks, to keep the thrust

Of war machines, by all means,

And work until they bust.


He died before the War could end

So Harry Truman took the wend.

With Manhattan, he followed Patton.

With airplanes, brought an end.


But as was mentioned, none would ever

Follow Founders in their endeavor.

They forged their path, with no shown wrath,

And voters said, “Whatever.”


Truman next saw an Asian squabble

And thought a new threat had to topple.

He sent troops, and worldly groups

But all they did was hobble.


Half a million, give or take

Had lost their lives for the sake

Of liberty, to keep us free

Just five years previously.


Now fifty thousand more had died

And though he cursed and tried and tried,

The people asked what had amassed.

Why had so many died?


The answers given did not disclose

Sound reasons voters would have chose.

So what they did was give the bid

To a general, and so it goes.


The general got us out of Asia

And tried to quell the gov’ment invasia

But voters said give us instead

More goodies from Eurasia


Their thirst for more was insatiable

They would not allow the abatable.

Give us more, they said before

They thought their demands inflatable.


The horse was out of the barn so to speak.

Ike had no choice but try to tweak,

Here and there, but could not spare

The Golden Goose’s shriek.


They voted Ike for one more trip

Because he seemed to right the ship.

And left alone the present drone

He embraced the script.


His second man jumped in the race

Against a man with pretty face.

Which meant a lot on TV spots

Now voters changed the chase.


Debates decided who would win

By who could put the biggest spin,

In thirty seconds, that face beckons

Let the fight begin.


It mattered not who really won,

Be it Dick or be it John.

For they both would push forth growth

Big Brother’s  pols could run.


JFK was thought to protect

The little man.  Did he connect?

His daddy’s wealth provided stealth.

With some he was suspect.


But let it be told he died too young

Shot in the head. Now wag the tongues

Accomplished what?  Did Ike’s strut

But oh what that had sprung.


Thirty-six now had come alive

Waiting his turn to jump and jive.

A Texas boy, brought all the joy

Of poking five beehives.


Lyndon began where Franklin had left

Producing, cajoling and leaving bereft

The very few who had no clue

That freedom was gone by theft.


If ever they thought there still may be

A chance to bring back liberty

Lyndon B. made sure that he

Kept in his hands the key.


Came more Cabinets and more control

By regulations.  More on the dole.

He declared he really cared.

The end of poor, his goal.


So with a war he did away

With poverty! So mark the day

When ne’er again will poor have pain

The Pres signed it away.


And once again the chief saw fit

To take us to an Asian skit.

In VietNam he rang the gong.

Because of that he quit.


That act was what brought Repubs in.

The change of party brings new spin.

But nothing changed, just rearranged

The furniture within.


The voters think the parties differ

Because one’s speech is a little stiffer.

They talk the talk but where’s the walk?

The answer’s in your sniffer.


Tricky Dick brought price controls

They proved to be some other trolls.

And wages hung on the bottom rung

And this closed up the holes?


As damage goes, he may have been

At the very top of the spin.

He took away need for assay.

To own gold was a sin.


Alas he lost the Rep’s support,

Caught in a lie his term cut short.

In disgrace he left the place

While people made him sport.


Again the public shifted gears

And chose Georgia Boy to cheers.

He’d save the day with his display

Of  Brother Billy’s beers.


It sounds of a cynic when put that way

But to the voters, it was just child’s play.

Who was there in the chair

Irrelevant today.


Carter did it over again,

Throwing bouquets in the gin.

More Cabinets. Hey no sweats.

And oh, he had the grin.


The song was wearing out the beat.

The Reps again were sounding sweet.

One more time they hit the chime

And Reagan heard the bleat.


He often quoted the Constitution

But words rang hollow with resolution.

His foremost actions were distractions.

He had no new solution.


Eight years on brought little change

While he rode horses on the range.

It sounded good, understood

As progress rearranged.


His quote is spoke as gospel now

By Tea Partiers who took the plough.

Gee you’d think we found the pink

To hear them all avow.


He said, “The gov’ment is not the solution.

No, it’s the problem from all its profusion.”

And even still, he pushed the swill

Faster than nuclear fusion.


SCOTUS had long become irrelevant.

All it knew was quoting precedent.

It mattered not what was sought

It simply became reticent.


A Bush became number forty-one.

As Reagan’s VP he easily won.

The press said, “George, you are a forge.”

The battle had begun.


To prove them wrong he saw his chance

A friend had taken oil askance.

So off he went to fight, he sent

Troops in to do the dance.


The TV showed a video game

Played out in real, not quite the same.

For thirty days, Baghdad ablaze,

They moved in without shame.


One hundred hours is all it took

The Republican Guard became the rook.

There was defeat, would we repeat?

Bush hoped to shake the schnook.


But more than war had done him in.

One term was all they gave to him.

When he was asked, he said no tax.

He lost on such a whim.


The people showed they wanted beauty,

Not sustenance, just vote the cutey.

So slick Willy, call him Billy

Became the next on duty.


Perfect was the man’s white hair.

He came into office to declare

He’d give to them not just the stem

But roses and a tear.


The press was liking all that he did

At least what they said they said he did.

Ignoring faults and lawless vaults

O’er morals and a quid.


The Congress passed a damning vote

Calling him a bloody shoat.

Impeachment of a president,

The second time to gloat.


He withstood that and accusations

Of mistreating women through sexual relations.

He came out without a doubt

Still loved by all the nations.


Bill left the office of the chief

To watch the race between his Veep

And yet another, to follow his father

But the climb was steep.


Al Gore and Bush the second now

Became the news, the country scowled.

Who really won, who would run

And who would take the bow.


For several months we watched the race

Counting chads and searching trace.

But not one vote could rock the boat

So SCOTUS made the brace.


As if the country hadn’t had

Enough division from the chad.

They formed up camps, that stank as ramps,

As each their armor clad.


However much they cussed at each other

They knew too well and fussed at each other

There wasn’t much difference such,

That these men trussed with each other.


The proof is in the pudding they say

And Bush proved that with his display.

He varied none from those who’d come

Before with their decay.


He did encounter two glaring events

Shortly upon becoming president,

They gave him starts, made him a part

Of what man’s history presents.


The other side would have none of it.

“Excuses, blah! You son of it.”

They gave no room, just called for gloom

With him, they were done with it.


He smiled and said he would take charge.

He gave the economy a supercharge,

With big tax cuts while called a putz

It came back from his barge.


The other act was a tragedy

The country set in agony.

So at first all had thirst

For nationality.


The people finally seemed to agree

That justice be done by the land of the free.

But soon enough, all the tough

Had cooled off by degree.


When Bush made case to take the attack

To the Middle East, against Iraq,

The other side would not abide

And said he was a hack.


He also went to Afghanistan

Hunting down just one bad man.

But did not find the one assigned.

Again “Another scam?”


He used what was placed in front him

Creating more mayhem in which to swim.

He pushed the cause, just because

He could, then went to the gym.


Forty-four was a colossal surprise.

For as bad as was the country’s demise,

Still the shock, because the flock

Had voted in nothing but lies.


The experiment failed less than one hundred in.

The Founders knew this could happen and then?

If you had read what they had said

You’d know they feared we’d sin.


The electorate voted for a man unknown

With very few facts being written in stone.

Even when asked, “What is your past?”

He refused with a hideous groan.


But elect him they did, nevertheless

Refusing to say he wasn’t the best.

But everyone must not think it is just

To hope for the past with a zest.


He told the electorate with ardor he would

Transform this country the best that he could.

He had the votes to change the coats

He’d completely been understood.


There’s a part of this country that thinks they still

Can change it back with paper and quill.

They hold sway there’ll come a day

The U.S. will follow their will.


Sorry my friends it is not in the cards.

Too many, the masses who now are the guards,

Will never give up, their hands in the cup

While you must all give them regards.


The hope that I give to the misgiven people:

Start it anew, stop being sheeple.

Create your own, the other’s been blown.

Make yours with much taller steeples.

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