Annunciation’s Tribute of Love and Respect to
To all the beloved presidents
of the American republic, and more especially in tender memory of
our three assassinated presidents, Lincoln, Garfield and McKinley,
who suffered martyrdom by the hand of the enemy as they were leading
the bride, the government of Uncle Sam, the Son of
the American Wilderness, to the golden altar of National Matrimony.
These are events in our history that
can never be erased from the holy tablets of American memory.
Never will that memorable day be forgotten,
when our beloved President McKinley was officiating at the door
of this Eden Age, the first year (1901), ninth month, and sixth
day of this century, at the great marriage supper of the nations
at the city of Buffalo, proclaiming to all nations, “that God and
man had so linked the nations together that the days of exclusiveness
are past, and that reciprocity treaties are in harmony with the
spirit of the times.”
Just at a period of time we were entering
what I choose to call the Golden Period of all the Ages, when all
nations seemed to be coming closer together in national matrimony,
with silken ribbons of love to entwine, and decanters of frankincense
and of myrrh; all hailing the bride of the American land.
Yes, all hailing the Bride of the sunset land,
When that enemy stepped up with a gun in his hand;
And pretending to shake our chief executive’s hand,
That murderous one, his life did demand.
And brought sorrow and mourning throughout the whole land. 
But the silken ribbons of love and decanters of myrrh
Were presented to the bride, and she has them yet, sir;
Uncle Sam’s the son, and the government’s his bride,
Roosevelt became our president, behind old glory, our pride.
But the martyrs are gone who once ministered by our side,
Yet in loving remembrance, they’ll ever abide