Classic Poem

She was a beauty in the days
When Madison was President;
And quite coquettish in her ways—
On cardiac conquests much intent.

Grandpapa, on his right knee bent,
Wooed her in stiff, old-fashioned phrase—.
She was a beauty in the days
When Madison was President.

And when your roses where hers went
Shall go, my Lili, who date from Hayes,
I hope you’ll wear her sweet content
Of whom tradition lightly says:
She was a beauty in the days
When Madison was President.