John Wilber Jenkins,  “The Sunday Sun's Political Primer For Young Americans”

I is for Indiana, where The Indians run wild, Where even all the Hoosiers Are full of tricks and guile. They take all Chief Tom Taggart's cash And yell for him a few, Then follow where the dollars Lead to Big Chief Harry New. You wonder why the State's in doubt Each year, until you find It takes a lot of cash to make Up Indiana's mind. But if you want to win for sure Remember Marcus Hanna, And don't forget this maxim: "When In doubt, buy Indiana!" John Johnson, you're a good one; We kinder like your looks— A tall, straight man in politics, Which is so full of crooks. Just hold your horses, Johnnie; There'll be another race, In which the folks may see again Your long Abe Lincoln face. But this is not your year, John; You're still too new and fresh To jump into the band wagon And lead the whole "procesh." Hop in behind Bill Bryan— There's nowhere else to go— He drives a little Donkey Like he owned the whole blamed show.