A Bush Christening Poem Rhyme Scheme

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On the outer Barcoo where the churches are few	A
And men of religion are scanty	B
On a road never cross'd 'cept by folk that are lost	C
One Michael Magee had a shanty	B
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Now this Mike was the dad of a ten year old lad	D
Plump healthy and stoutly conditioned	E
He was strong as the best but poor Mike had no rest	F
For the youngster had never been christened	E
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And his wife used to cry If the darlin' should die	G
Saint Peter would not recognize him	H
But by luck he survived till a preacher arrived	I
Who agreed straightaway to baptize him	H
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Now the artful young rogue while they held their collogue	J
With his ear to the keyhole was listenin'	K
And he muttered in fright while his features turned white	L
What the divil and all is this christenin'	K
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He was none of your dolts He had seen them brand colts	M
And it seemed to his small understanding	J
If the man in the frock made him one of the flock	J
It must mean something very like branding	J
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So away with a rush he set off for the bush	N
While the tears in his eyelids they glistened	E
'Tis outrageous says he to brand youngsters like me	B
I'll be dashed if I'll stop to be christened	E
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Like a young native dog he ran into a log	J
And his father with language uncivil	O
Never heeding the praste cried aloud in his haste	P
Come out and be christened you divil	O
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But he lay there as snug as a bug in a rug	J
And his parents in vain might reprove him	H
Till his reverence spoke he was fond of a joke	J
I've a notion says he that'll move him	H
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Poke a stick up the log give the spalpeen a prog	J
Poke him aisy don't hurt him or maim him	H
'Tis not long that he'll stand I've the water at hand	Q
As he rushes out this end I'll name him	H
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Here he comes and for shame ye've forgotten the name	R
Is it Patsy or Michael or Dinnis	M
Here the youngster ran out and the priest gave a shout	S
Take your chance anyhow wid Maginnis'	M
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As the howling young cub ran away to the scrub	T
Where he knew that pursuit would be risky	J
The priest as he fled flung a flask at his head	U
That was labeled Maginnis's Whiskey	J
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Now Maginnis Magee has been made a J P	J
And the one thing he hates more than sin is	M
To be asked by the folk who have heard of the joke	J
How he came to be christened Maginnis	M

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