The Amateur Rider Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KKAA LLMM AAJJ KKLL NNOO PPQQ MMRR SSKKHim goin' to ride for us Him with the pants and the eyeglass and all | A |
Amateur don't he just look it it's twenty to one on a fall | A |
Boss must be gone off his head to be sending out steeplechase crack | B |
Out over fences like these with an object like that on his back | B |
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Ride Don't tell me he can ride With his pants just as loose as balloons | C |
How can he sit on a horse and his spurs like a pair of harpoons | C |
Ought to be under the Dog Act he ought and be kept off the course | D |
Fall why he'd fall off a cart let alone off a steeplechase horse | D |
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Yessir the 'orse is all ready I wish you'd have rode him before | E |
Nothing like knowing your 'orse sir and this chap's a terror to bore | E |
Battleaxe always could pull and he rushes his fences like fun | F |
Stands off his jump twenty feet and then springs like a shot from a gun | F |
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Oh he can jump 'em all right sir you make no mistake 'e's a toff | G |
Clouts 'em in earnest too sometimes you mind that he don't clout you off | G |
Don't seem to mind how he hits 'em his shins is as hard as a nail | H |
Sometimes you'll see the fence shake and the splinters fly up from the rail | H |
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All you can do is to hold him and just let him jump as he likes | I |
Give him his head at the fences and hang on like death if he strikes | I |
Don't let him run himself out you can lie third or fourth in the race | J |
Until you clear the stone wall and from that you can put on the pace | J |
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Fell at that wall once he did and it gave him a regular spread | K |
Ever since that time he flies it he'll stop if you pull at his head | K |
Just let him race you can trust him he'll take first class care he don't fall | A |
And I think that's the lot but remember he must have his head at the wall | A |
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Well he's down safe as far as the start and he seems to sit on pretty neat | L |
Only his baggified breeches would ruinate anyone's seat | L |
They're away here they come the first fence and he's head over heels for a crown | M |
Good for the new chum he's over and two of the others are down | M |
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Now for the treble my hearty By Jove he can ride after all | A |
Whoop that's your sort let him fly them He hasn't much fear of a fall | A |
Who in the world would have thought it And aren't they just going a pace | J |
Little Recruit in the lead there will make it a stoutly run race | J |
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Lord but they're racing in earnest and down goes Recruit on his head | K |
Rolling clean over his boy it's a miracle if he ain't dead | K |
Battleaxe Battleaxe yet By the Lord he's got most of 'em beat | L |
Ho did you see how he struck and the swell never moved in his seat | L |
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Second time round and by Jingo he's holding his lead of 'em well | N |
Hark to him clouting the timber It don't seem to trouble the swell | N |
Now for the wall let him rush it A thirty foot leap I declare | O |
Never a shift in his seat and he's racing for home like a hare | O |
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What's that that's chasing him Rataplan regular demon to stay | P |
Sit down and ride for your life now Oh good that's the style come away | P |
Rataplan's certain to beat you unless you can give him the slip | Q |
Sit down and rub in the whalebone now give him the spurs and the whip | Q |
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Battleaxe Battleaxe yet and it's Battleaxe wins for a crown | M |
Look at him rushing the fences he wants to bring t'other chap down | M |
Rataplan never will catch him if only he keeps on his pins | R |
Now the last fence and he's over it Battleaxe Battleaxe wins | R |
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Well sir you rode him just perfect I knew from the fust you could ride | S |
Some of the chaps said you couldn't an' I says just like this a' one side | S |
Mark me I says that's a tradesman the saddle is where he was bred | K |
Weight you're all right sir and thank you and tham was the words that I said | K |
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
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