Federalist 9

Back in seventeen eighty-seven, Alexander took his pen,

Wrote a paper to the people, Federalist Number Nine again.

A vision for a nation, a union to be strong,

Hamilton's wisdom, we remember in this song.

He spoke of confederacies, in history's long tale,

Of how they often crumbled, how they would often fail.

But in a new republic, with checks and balance keen,

We'd build a lasting structure, a future unforeseen.

Federalist Nine, oh Federalist Nine,

Hamilton's guidance, standing the test of time.