The Lung Fish Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEDBFF GHGHBB IDIDJJ KLKLMM NJNJOO

The Honorable Ardleigh WyseA
Was every fisherman's despairB
He caught his fish on floating fliesA
In fact he caught them in the airB
And wet fly men good sports perhapsC
He called those chuck and chance it chapsC
And then the Fates that sometimes playD
A joke on such as me and youE
Deported him up Queensland wayD
To act as a station jackarooB
The boundary rider said said heF
You fish dry fly Well so do weF
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These barramundi are the blokesG
To give you all the sport you needH
For when the big lagoons and soaksG
Are dried right down to mud and weedH
They don't sit there and raise a roarB
They pack their traps and come ashoreB
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And all these rods and reels you lumpI
Along the creek from day to dayD
Would only give a man the humpI
Who does his fishing Queensland wayD
For when the barramundi's thickJ
We knock 'em over with a stickJ
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The black boys on the Darwin sideK
Will fill a creek with bitter leavesL
And when the fish are stupefiedK
The gins will gather 'em in sheavesL
Now tell me could a feller wishM
A finer way of catchin' fishM
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The stokehold of the steamship FoamN
Contains our hero very sickJ
A working of his passage homeN
And brandishing a blue gum stickJ
Behold says he the latest flyO
It's called the Great Australian DryO

Banjo Paterson



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