FAMILY HISTORY: POETRY Collection written by Elsie Strawn ARMSTRONG
  
  File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Les Howard Strawn
  
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  In company with my abolition friends that asked me if I didn't like Mr. Lincoln.  
  I said "No, I never liked his character."
  
  Remember, Mr. Lincoln
      Is nothing but a man,
  And of late he was a member 
      Of a most inferior clan.
  
  When he stole from Illinois
      Such a vast amount of cash,
  And with the thieving abolitionists,
      He was found among the trash.
  
  And a traitor to his country
      In the war of Mexico,
  To starve to death the soldiers,
      His lubber length did go.
  
  And he wished they might receive them,
      Our friends with bloody hands,
  And hospitable graves
      Away in foreign lands.
  
  And it was but a small minority,
      Compared with the whole nation,
  That set him on that seat
      And gave him that commission.
  
  And then he dare not go there
      To be seen in broad daylight,
  But like another thief
      He stole there in the night.
  
  Dressed in Scotchman's garb
      He went there in disguise,
  Now assumes despotic power,
      To a tyrant's height doth rise.
  
  We have read in history
      How tyrants lose their heads,
  But if he changes his course
      He may yet die in his bed.