A Society Leader Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBAAA CAACAACDD EFEFFEAAGA AAGAA AFAFFAHH IAIAAIJAA KFKFFKLL| 'The Social World' O what a world it is | A |
| Where full grown men cut capers in the German | B |
| Cotillion waltz or what you will and whizz | A |
| And spin and hop and sprawl about like mermen | B |
| I wonder if our future Grant or Sherman | B |
| As these youths pass their time is passing his | A |
| If eagles ever come from painted eggs | A |
| Or deeds of arms succeed to deeds of legs | A |
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| I know they tell us about Waterloo | C |
| How 'foremost fighting ' fell the evening's | A |
| dancers | A |
| I don't believe it I regard it true | C |
| That soldiers who are skillful in 'the Lancers' | A |
| Less often die of cannon than of cancers | A |
| Moreover I am half persuaded too | C |
| That David when he danced before the Ark | D |
| Had the reporter's word to keep it dark | D |
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| Ed Greenway you fatigue Your hateful name | E |
| Like maiden's curls is in the papers daily | F |
| You think it doubtless honorable fame | E |
| And contemplate the cheap distinction gaily | F |
| As does the monkey the blue painted tail he | F |
| Believes becoming to him 'Tis the same | E |
| With men as other monkeys all their souls | A |
| Crave eminence on any kind of poles | A |
| But cynics barking tribe are all agreed | G |
| That monkeys upon poles performing capers | A |
| Are not exalted they are only 'treed ' | - |
| A glory that is kindled by the papers | A |
| Is transient as the phosphorescent vapors | A |
| That shine in graveyards and are seen indeed | G |
| But while the bodies that supply the gas | A |
| Are turning into weeds to feed an ass | A |
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| One can but wonder sometimes how it feels | A |
| To be an ass a beast we beat condignly | F |
| Because like yours his life is in his heels | A |
| And he is prone to use them unbenignly | F |
| The ladies bless them say you dance divinely | F |
| I like St Vitus better though who deals | A |
| His feet about him with a grace more just | H |
| And hops not for he will but for he must | H |
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| Doubtless it gratifies you to observe | I |
| Elbowy girls and adipose mamas | A |
| All looking adoration as you swerve | I |
| This way and that but prosperous papas | A |
| Laugh in their sleeves at you and their ha has | A |
| If heard would somewhat agitate your nerve | I |
| And dames and maids who keep you on their | J |
| shelves | A |
| Don't seem to want a closer tie themselves | A |
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| Gods what a life you live by day a slave | K |
| To your exacting back and urgent belly | F |
| Intent to earn and vigilant to save | K |
| By night attired so sightly and so smelly | F |
| With countenance as luminous as jelly | F |
| Bobbing and bowing King of hearts and knave | K |
| Of diamonds I'd bet a silver brick | L |
| If brains were trumps you'd never take a trick | L |
Ambrose Bierce
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