The High-heeled Boots Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEECC FFGGCC| He stands upon the city street keen eyed and brown of face | A |
| He seems to bring a breath of air from some broad prairie space | A |
| He's perched upon a pair of heels that fit the stirrup's curve | B |
| That meet the bucking bronco's plunge and counteract each swerve | B |
| And of all the chaps with whom the gods are ever in cahoots | C |
| Give me the cattle puncher in the high heeled boots | C |
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| He brings a hint of wider skies of ranges that are vast | D |
| Of manful vigils in the days when sweeps the wintry blast | D |
| All out of step with things in town he sees the crowd surge by | E |
| The sage is in his nostrils still he hears the gaunt wolf cry | E |
| He rides as Alexander rode the bell rings when he shoots | C |
| The gallant cattle puncher in the high heeled boots | C |
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| He is the last of that old guard defending Cattle Land | F |
| Those knights who jousted for the cause blood brothers of the brand | F |
| But now they've fenced the water hole they're harrowing the plain | G |
| They're changing all the sagebrush flats to fields of waving grain | G |
| The cowmen will be gone they say and there are no recruits | C |
| Good bye brave cattle puncher in the high heeled boots | C |
Arthur Chapman
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