I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey's Version Of "three Blind Mice" Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBC DEDF BGHI JKBL MBNO PFQR HSTU VB| And I start wondering how they came to be blind | A |
| If it was congenital they could be brothers and sister | B |
| and I think of the poor mother | B |
| brooding over her sightless young triplets | C |
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| Or was it a common accident all three caught | D |
| in a searing explosion a firework perhaps | E |
| If not | D |
| if each came to his or her blindness separately | F |
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| how did they ever manage to find one another | B |
| Would it not be difficult for a blind mouse | G |
| to locate even one fellow mouse with vision | H |
| let alone two other blind ones | I |
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| And how in their tiny darkness | J |
| could they possibly have run after a farmer's wife | K |
| or anyone else's wife for that matter | B |
| Not to mention why | L |
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| Just so she could cut off their tails | M |
| with a carving knife is the cynic's answer | B |
| but the thought of them without eyes | N |
| and now without tails to trail through the moist grass | O |
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| or slip around the corner of a baseboard | P |
| has the cynic who always lounges within me | F |
| up off his couch and at the window | Q |
| trying to hide the rising softness that he feels | R |
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| By now I am on to dicing an onion | H |
| which might account for the wet stinging | S |
| in my own eyes though Freddie Hubbard's | T |
| mournful trumpet on Blue Moon | U |
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| which happens to be the next cut | V |
| cannot be said to be making matters any better | B |
Billy Collins
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