The Laily Worm And The Mackerel Of The Sea Poem Rhyme Scheme

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quot I was bat seven year alld	A
Fan my mider she did dee	A
My father marr e d the ae warst woman	B
The wardle did ever see	A
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quot For she has made me the lailly worm	C
That lays att the fitt of the tree	A
An o my sister Meassry	A
The machrel of the sea	A
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quot An every Saterday att noon	D
The machrl comes to me	A
An she takes my layl e head	A
An lays it on her knee	A
An keames it we a silver kemm	A
An washes it in the sea	A
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quot Seven knights ha I slain	E
Sane I lay att the fitt of the tree	A
An ye war na my ain father	A
The eight an ye sud be quot	A
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quot Sing on your song ye laily worm	A
That ye sung to me quot	A
quot I never sung that song	F
But fatt I wad sing to ye	A
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quot I was but seven year aull	G
Fan my mider she did dee	A
My father marr e d the a warst woman	B
The wardle did ever see	A
	-
quot She changed me to the layely worm	A
That layes att the fitt of the tree	A
An my sister Messry	A
To the makrell of the sea	A
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quot And every Saterday att noon	D
The machrell comes to me	A
An she takes my layly head	A
An layes it on her knee	A
An kames it weth a siller kame	A
An washes it in the sea	A
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quot Seven knights ha I slain	E
San I lay att the fitt of the tree	A
An ye war na my ain father	A
The eight ye sud be quot	A
	-
He sent for his lady	A
As fast as sen cod he	A
quot Far is my son	B
That ye sent fra me	A
And my daughter	A
Lady Messry quot	A
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quot Yer son is att our king's court	A
Sarving for meatt an fee	A
And yer daughter is att our quin's court	A
A mary suit an free quot	A
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quot Ye lee ye ill woman	B
Sa loud as I hear ye lea	A
For my son is the layelly worm	A
That lays at the fitt of the tree	A
An my daughter Messry	A
The machrell of the sea quot	A
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She has tain a silver wan	H
An gine him stroks three	A
And he started up the bravest knight	A
Your eyes did ever see	A
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She has tane a small horn	I
An loud an shill blue she	A
An a' the fish came her tell but the proud machrell	A
An she stood by the sea	A
quot Ye shaped me ance an unshemly shape	J
And ye's never mare shape me quot	A
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He has sent to the wood	A
For hathorn an fun	B
An he has tane that gay lady	A
An ther he did her burne	K

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