The Food Of Fiction Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EEEEFDFD EDEDGDGD EHEHIDJD EDED| To breakfast dinner or to lunch | A |
| My steps are languid once so speedy | B |
| E'en though like the old gent in PUNCH | A |
| Not hungry but thank goodness greedy | B |
| I gaze upon the well spread board | C |
| And have to own oh contradiction | D |
| Though every dainty it afford | C |
| There's nothing like the food of fiction | D |
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| The better half how good the sound | E |
| Of Scott's or Ainsworth's venison pasty | E |
| In cups of old Canary drowned | E |
| Which probably was very nasty | E |
| The beefsteak pudding made by Ruth | F |
| To cheer Tom Pinch in his affliction | D |
| Ah me in all the world of truth | F |
| There's nothing like the food of fiction | D |
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| The cakes and ham and buttered toast | E |
| That graced the board of Gabriel Varden | D |
| In Bracebridge Hall the Christmas roast | E |
| Fruits from the Goblin Market Garden | D |
| And if you'd eat of luscious sweets | G |
| And yet escape from gout's infliction | D |
| Just read St Agnes' Eve by Keats | G |
| There's nothing like the food of fiction | D |
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| What cups of tea were ever brewed | E |
| Like Sairey Gamp's the dear old sinner | H |
| What savoury mess was ever stewed | E |
| Like that for Short's and Codlin's dinner | H |
| What was the flavour of that poy | I |
| To use the Fotheringay's own diction | D |
| Pendennis ate the love sick boy | J |
| There's nothing like the food of fiction | D |
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| Prince you are young but you will find | E |
| After life's years of fret and friction | D |
| That hunger wanes but never mind | E |
| There's nothing like the food of fiction | D |
Andrew Lang
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