The Maori Pig Market Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABCBCCB DBDDB EFEEB FBFFB| In distant New Zealand whose tresses of gold | A |
| The billows are ceaselessly combing | B |
| Away in a village all tranquil and old | A |
| I came on a market where porkers were sold | A |
| A market for pigs in the gloaming | B |
| And Maoris in plenty in picturesque rig | C |
| The lands of their forefathers roaming | B |
| Were weighing their swine whether little or big | C |
| For purchasers paid by the weight of the pig | C |
| The weight of the pig in the gloaming | B |
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| And one mighty chieftain I grieve to relate | D |
| The while that his porker was foaming | B |
| And squealing like fifty that Maori sedate | D |
| He leant on the pig just to add to its weight | D |
| He leant on the pig in the gloaming | B |
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| Alas for the buyer an Irishman stout | E |
| O'Grady I think his cognomen | F |
| Perceived all his doings and giving a shout | E |
| With the butt of his whip laid him carefully out | E |
| By the side of his pig in the gloaming | B |
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| A terrible scrimmage did straightway begin | F |
| And I thought it was time to be homing | B |
| For Maoris and Irish were fighting like sin | F |
| 'Midst war cries of Pakeha Batherashin | F |
| As I fled from the spot in the gloaming | B |
Banjo Paterson
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