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| Worksheet # 56 |
| MISTER MADISON'S WAR Where the British attacked with bombs through the night, -- But found that our flag still hung proudly in sight! Hence a poem that begins "O say can you see" Was penned that morning by one Francis Scott Key. As above Fort McHenry that tattered banner still flew Sporting boldly those colors -- yes, the red, white and blue. As this land of the free our valiant soldiers did save, To earn that moniker: "the home of the brave." -- Yet with troops beaten back by Canadian hands, And with Indian warriors now staging fierce stands, With our capital city in flames and despair, Once glory-filled dreams now seemed a nightmare! But news from the front, where the fighting is fought, While not always super, did not come to naught. As Henry Harrison proved true when we most needed wins And triumphed once more at the Battle of Thames. Where great Tecumseh did fall and took with him the heart Of the Indian cause, which quite soon came apart, As deep in the south where a tribe of Creek battled, There rose a great leader who had every soul rattled. Yes, a young Tennessee man, most bold and assured, Brought a will of wrought iron with his pistol and sword. Indeed, Andrew Jackson was as tough as hard nails, And scattered his foes through the forests and dales. And with his stunning campaign, the native wars did end With the bloodiest of battles at Horseshoe Bend. (Alas, the Cherokee tribes did help in the action, Fighting by the side of mighty General Jackson. An act they'd regret some years later on When the same Mister Jackson forced them to be gone!) But with spirits now high, with great hollers and grins, Jackson rallied his men to go take New Orleans... |
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