Higgledy-piggledy,
Petey Pteranodon,
twenty-third President,
was, and, as such,

Served between Clevelands but
save for this trivial
idiosyncrasy,
didn't do much.

In Massachussetts, dear
Petey Pteranodon
lived in seclusion, was
never a wife;

Wrote many poems most
anthropocentrically,
talking with God, Satan,
Death, all her life.

Tatooine-schmatooine,
Petey Pteranodon,
strong in the force 'cause it's
kind of his dad.

Pro-dictatorial
politics messed up his
life and his wife and he
ended up bad.

Normandy-Normandy
Petey Pteranodon
channeled his strength against
Celtics and Picts.

Domesday Book sponsor and
founder of juries, he's
mainly remembered for
1066.

Jiggery-pokery
Petey Pteranodon
murdered his father, and
named a complex.

His mad debauch, not so
incomprehensibly,
left poor Jocasta and
Petey as Wrecks.

Petey Pteranodon,
Doomed heroine in a
Russian (pre-Lenin)
account I once read,

May have been fictional;
still, that depiction of
steam engine friction will
stick in your head.

Pocketa-pocketa,
Petey Pteranodon,
turned into film star by
Richard Bach's greed.

Monomaniacal
aerodynamicists
cinemographically
seldom succeed.

Petey Pteranodon
needed some cash, so he
vilely betrayed the Lord
Jesus, we're told.

Sadly, such greed is an
anthropological
trait - we are tempted by
silver and gold.

“Elendil!, Elendil!”
Petey Pteranodon,
king who returned, of old
Númenor's line,

Middleterrestrial,
octogenarian,
best of all men yet still
gentle and kind.

Phrygian-phrygian
Petey Pteranodon
bored by requests for some
music to hum,

Finally answered with
oversimplicity
"Here's my Fifth Symphony:
Duh, duh, duh, DUM!"

Frippety-froppety,
Petey Pteranodon
fiscal magician,
unrivaled, as yet,

Armed with the New Deal, he
passed many bills, and we
unmathematically
got out of debt.