The Grocery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDECFEGHAICJKKELMD BBNOBPQEBRSETUVEWXWB YZSWBWA2BWCGZB2HC2AE BD2E2BF2EWFGG2WEWWBC 2AWWZZZCBBEBBH2BWI2W EBWBBBJ2BEEWWETSBK2E L2M2CAN2O2WWGBWWP2EC E2Q2EWEL2R2R2R2S2R2F 2ER2T2CR2WWWWU2WEK2B ER2BEV2V2GW2BBBR2EX2 X2CR2BBY2Z2R2WWCR2WE A3EF2CCWWB3CK2R2| Hullo Alice | A |
| Hullo Leon | B |
| Say Alice gi' me a couple | C |
| O' them two for five cigars | D |
| Will yer | E |
| Where's your nickel | C |
| My Ain't you close | F |
| Can't trust a feller can yer | E |
| Trust you Why | G |
| What you owe this store | H |
| Would set you up in business | A |
| I can't think why Father 'lows it | I |
| Yer Father's a sight more neighbourly | C |
| Than you be That's a fact | J |
| Besides he knows I got a vote | K |
| A vote Oh yes you got a vote | K |
| A lot o' good the Senate'll be to Father | E |
| When all his bank account | L |
| Has run away in credits | M |
| There's your cigars | D |
| If you can relish smokin' | B |
| With all you owe us standin' | B |
| I dunno as that makes 'em taste any diff'rent | N |
| You ain't fair to me Alice 'deed you ain't | O |
| I work when anythin's doin' | B |
| I'll get a carpenterin' job next Summer sure | P |
| Cleve was tellin' me to day he'd take me on come Spring | Q |
| Come Spring and this December | E |
| I've no patience with you Leon | B |
| Shilly shallyin' the way you do | R |
| Here lift over them crates o' oranges | S |
| I wanter fix 'em in the winder | E |
| It riles yer don't it me not havin' work | T |
| You pepper up about it somethin' good | U |
| You pick an' pick and that don't help a mite | V |
| Say Alice do come in out o' that winder | E |
| Th' oranges c'n wait | W |
| An' I don't like talkin' to yer back | X |
| Don't you Well you'd better make the best o' what you can git | W |
| Maybe you won't have my back to talk to soon | B |
| They look good in pyramids with the 'lectric light on 'em | Y |
| Don't they | Z |
| Now hand me them bananas | S |
| An' I'll string 'em right acrost | W |
| What do yer mean | B |
| 'Bout me not havin' you to talk to | W |
| Are yer springin' somethin' on me | A2 |
| I don't know 'bout springin' | B |
| When I'm tellin' you right out | W |
| I'm goin' away that's all | C |
| Where Why | G |
| What yer mean goin' away | Z |
| I've took a place | B2 |
| Down to Boston in a candy store | H |
| For the holidays | C2 |
| Good Land Alice | A |
| What in the Heavens fer | E |
| To earn some money | B |
| And to git away from here I guess | D2 |
| Ain't yer Father got enough | E2 |
| Don't he give yer proper pocket money | B |
| He'd have a plenty if you folks paid him | F2 |
| He's rich I tell yer | E |
| I never figured he'd be close with you | W |
| Oh he ain't Not close | F |
| That ain't why | G |
| But I must git away from here | G2 |
| I must I must | W |
| You got a lot o' reason in yer | E |
| To night | W |
| How long d' you cal'late | W |
| You'll be gone | B |
| Maybe for always | C2 |
| What ails yer Alice | A |
| Talkin' wild like that | W |
| Ain't you an' me goin' to be married | W |
| Some day | Z |
| Some day Some day | Z |
| I guess the sun'll never rise on some day | Z |
| So that's the trouble | C |
| Same old story | B |
| 'Cause I ain't got the cash to settle right now | B |
| You know I love yer | E |
| An' I'll marry yer as soon | B |
| As I c'n raise the money | B |
| You've said that any time these five year | H2 |
| But you don't do nothin' | B |
| Wot could I do | W |
| Ther ain't no work here Winters | I2 |
| Not fer a carpenter ther ain't | W |
| I guess you warn't born a carpenter | E |
| Ther's ice cuttin' a plenty | B |
| I got a dret'ful tender throat | W |
| Dr Smiles he told me | B |
| I mustn't resk ice cuttin' | B |
| Why haven't you gone to Boston | B |
| And hunted up a job | J2 |
| Have yer forgot the time I went expressin' | B |
| In the American office down ther | E |
| And come back two weeks later | E |
| No I ain't | W |
| You didn't want I should git hurted | W |
| Did yer | E |
| I'm a sight too light fer all that liftin' work | T |
| My back was commencin' to strain as 'twas | S |
| Ef I was like yer brother now | B |
| I'd ha' be'n down to the city long ago | K2 |
| But I'm too clumsy fer a dancer | E |
| I ain't got Arthur's luck | L2 |
| Do you call it luck to be a disgrace to your folks | M2 |
| And git locked up in jail | C |
| Oh come now Alice | A |
| 'Disgrace' is a mite strong | N2 |
| Why the jail was a joke | O2 |
| Art's all right | W |
| All right | W |
| All right to dance and smirk and lie | G |
| For a livin' | B |
| And then in the end | W |
| Lead a silly girl to give you | W |
| What warn't hers to give | P2 |
| By pretendin' you'd marry her | E |
| And she a pupil | C |
| He'd ha' married her right enough | E2 |
| Her folks was millionaires | Q2 |
| Yes he'd ha' married her | E |
| Thank God they saved her that | W |
| Art's a fine feller | E |
| I wish I had his luck | L2 |
| Swellin' round in Hart Schaffner amp Marx fancy suits | R2 |
| And eatin' in rest'rants | R2 |
| But somebody's got to stick to the old place | R2 |
| Else Foxfield'd have to shut up shop | S2 |
| Hey Alice | R2 |
| You admire him | F2 |
| You admire Arthur | E |
| You'd be like him only you can't dance | R2 |
| Oh Shame Shame | T2 |
| And I've been like that silly girl | C |
| Fooled with your promises | R2 |
| And I give you all I had | W |
| I knew it oh I knew it | W |
| But I wanted to git away 'fore I proved it | W |
| You've shamed me through and through | W |
| Why couldn't you hold your tongue | U2 |
| And spared me seein' you | W |
| As you really are | E |
| What the Devil's the row | K2 |
| I only said Art was lucky | B |
| What you spitfirin' at me fer | E |
| Ferget it Alice | R2 |
| We've had good times ain't we | B |
| I'll see Cleve 'bout that job agin to morrer | E |
| And we'll be married 'fore hayin' time | V2 |
| It's like you to remind me o' hayin' time | V2 |
| I've good cause to love it ain't I | G |
| Many's the night I've hid my face in the dark | W2 |
| To shut out thinkin' | B |
| Why that ain't nothin' | B |
| You ain't be'n half so kind to me | B |
| As lots o' fellers' girls | R2 |
| Gi' me a kiss Dear | E |
| And let's make up | X2 |
| Make up | X2 |
| You poor fool | C |
| Do you suppose I care a ten cent piece | R2 |
| For you now | B |
| You've killed yourself for me | B |
| Done it out o' your own mouth | Y2 |
| You've took away my home | Z2 |
| I hate the sight o' the place | R2 |
| You're all over it | W |
| Every stick an' stone means you | W |
| An' I hate 'em all | C |
| Alice I say | R2 |
| Don't go on like that | W |
| I can't marry yer | E |
| Boardin' in one room | A3 |
| But I'll see Cleve to morrer | E |
| I'll make him | F2 |
| Oh you fool | C |
| You terrible fool | C |
| Alice don't go yit | W |
| Wait a minit | W |
| I'll see Cleve | B3 |
| You terrible fool | C |
| Alice don't go | K2 |
| Alice Door slams | R2 |
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