That Half-crown Sweep Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDBDB EFEFGBGB BHBHIJIJ KLKLMNON PQPQRSRS| A Tale of the Territory | A |
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| The run of Billabong go dry | B |
| Is just beyond Lime Burner's Gap | C |
| Its waterhole and tank supply | B |
| Is excellent upon the map | C |
| But lacking nature's liquid drench | D |
| The station staff are wont to try | B |
| With Bob in Sweeps their thirst to quench | D |
| Or nearly quench at Bong go dry | B |
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| The parson made five yearly rounds | E |
| That soil of arid souls to delve | F |
| He wrote I'll come for seven pounds | E |
| Or I could stop away for twelve | F |
| But lack of lucre brought about | G |
| The pusillanimous reply | B |
| Our luxuries are all cut out | G |
| You'll have to go to Bong go dry | B |
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| Now rabbit skins were very high | B |
| There'd been a kind of rabbit rush | H |
| And what with traps and sticks they'd shy | B |
| The station blacks were very flush | H |
| And each was taught his churchman's job | I |
| When that one parson's plate comes roun' | J |
| No good you put in sprat or bob | I |
| Too quick you put in harp a crown | J |
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| The parson's word was duly kept | K |
| He came and did his bit of speak | L |
| The boss remarked he hadn't slept | K |
| So sound and well for many a week | L |
| But Gilgai Jack and Monkey Jaw | M |
| Regarded preaching as a crime | N |
| Against good taste they said What for | O |
| That one chap yabber all the time | N |
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| Proceedings ceased the boss's hat | P |
| Was raked from underneath his chair | Q |
| The coloured congregation sat | P |
| And waited with expectant air | Q |
| At last from one far distant seat | R |
| Where Gilgai's Mary'd been asleep | S |
| There came a kind of plaintive bleat | R |
| Say boss Who won the harp crown sweep | S |
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
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