The Deficit Demon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEFF GHIJ KLFI DIFM NEON FNPQ| It was the lunatic poet escaped from the local asylum | A |
| Loudly he twanged on his banjo and sang with his voice like a saw mill | B |
| While as with fervour he sang there was borne o'er the shuddering wildwood | C |
| Borne on the breath of the poet a flavour of rum and of onions | D |
| He sang of the Deficit Demon that dqelt in the Treasury Mountains | D |
| How it was small in its youth and a champion was sent to destroy it | E |
| Dibbs he was salled and he boasted Soon I will wipe out the Monster | F |
| But while he was boasting and bragging the monster grew larger and larger | F |
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| One day as Dibbs bragged of his prowess in daylight the Deficit met him | G |
| Settled his hash in one act and made him to all man a byword | H |
| Sent hin a raving ex Premier to dwell in the shades of oblivion | I |
| And the people put forward a champion known as Sir Patrick the Portly | J |
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| As in the midnight the tom cat who seeketh his love on the house top | K |
| Lifteth his voice up and is struck by the fast whizzing brickbat | L |
| Drops to the ground in a swoon and glides to the silent hereafter | F |
| So fell Sir Patrick the Portly at the stroke of the Deficit Demon | I |
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| Then were the people amazed and they called for the champion of champions | D |
| Known as Sir 'Enry the Fishfag unequalled in vilification | I |
| He is the man said the people to wipe out the Deficit Monster | F |
| If nothing else fetches him through he can at the least talk its head off | M |
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| So he sharpened his lance of Freetrade and he practised in loud mouthing abusing | N |
| Poodlehead Craven and Mole eyes were things that he purposed to call it | E |
| He went to the fight full of valour and all men are waiting the issue | O |
| Though they know not his armour nor weapons excepting his power of abusing | N |
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| Loud sang the lunatic his song of the champions of valour | F |
| Until he was sighted and captured by fleet footed keepers pursuing | N |
| To whom he remarked with a smile as they ran him off back to the madhouse | P |
| If you want to back Parkes I'm your man here's a cool three to one on the Deficit | Q |
Banjo Paterson
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