Andrew Jackson

Andrew Jackson, what is there to say?
A great president or King Andrew I?

 

He was the first president to do many,
first to ride a railroad train, first born in a log cabin.

First to survive an assassination, he wasn’t meant to do plenty.
With many aspirations he went to go live.

 

With no proper education set,
he learned well without a fret.

 

As a young boy he learned well from his mother,
through her teachings his mind became strong.

As he attended no college, he learned law from no other,
and became an outstanding lawyer in the land of Tennessee.

 

He loved his country so very dear;
he stood tall without any fear.

 

Into manhood Andrew Jackson went,
becoming the great man he was so much meant to be.

He was a daring fearless man as his courage was not spent,
throughout the country he was loved in all hearts.

 

In the military he did act,
but no courage did he lack.

 

As a middle aged man he became a strong army man.
With a good heart he was very strong in his commands,

but he led the soldiers through victory across the land.
Through and through he fought to save the country.

 

Fighting so many brooding battles after battle,
no snakes came inside to rattle.

 

When the British came into the lands,
he went and fought to a great victory.

His fame he won eating them like clams.
He was the hero of New Orleans.

 

His honor he did protect
as people feared to deject.

 

So many dreadful deaths in so many duels,
he fought to protect his so loved honor.

A man who insulted him learned fast he was a fool,
a battle was engaged leaving blood that was shed.

 

A bullet lay forever in his chest,
a remembrance to all not to mess.

 

As president Andrew Jackson was the man,
yet, he brought smiles and frowns to so many faces.

Bringing in change and new ideas, he had a plan,
for a better united country is all he ever wanted.

 

”Old Hickory” was the country’s friend,
proving his faithfulness to the very end.

 

Recommended eliminating the Electoral College, and democratize;
his planned plans were there spoken.

Though the weary Whigs did not find a prize,
he kept his will strong and soon he got some way.

 

With his presidential power,
he brought tears in a shower.

 

Indian Removal Act of 1830, he sent the Natives on their way,
Through the Trail of Tears their footsteps echoed.

Thousands went on the journey as the many deaths did not sway,
to the land of Oklahoma did few came and survived.

 

As president he did his best,
he led with a bullet in his chest.

 

His career and life on earth later ended
as he died in the year eighteen forty-five.

Though his prided honor never bended,
his name shined throughout the land.

Reviews

[thecoolone52]

your rhyme sceme comes and goes... its a unique ode to one of our former presidents... it dragged on a little at the end..... but i still enjoyed it... tubular job!