Master Johnny's Next-door Neighbor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDED FGFHIJI KJKLMBM NOEOPQRQ SKSTIDI UVUKWK XPXYZA2Z B2C2JC2D2FB2F| It was spring the first time that I saw her for her papa and mamma | A |
| moved in | B |
| Next door just as skating was over and marbles about to begin | B |
| For the fence in our back yard was broken and I saw as I peeped | C |
| through the slat | D |
| There were Johnny jump ups all around her and I knew it was | E |
| spring just by that | D |
| - | |
| I never knew whether she saw me for she didn't say nothing to me | F |
| But Ma here's a slat in the fence broke and the boy that is next | G |
| door can see | F |
| But the next day I climbed on our wood shed as you know Mamma says | H |
| I've a right | I |
| And she calls out Well peekin' is manners and I answered her | J |
| Sass is perlite | I |
| - | |
| But I wasn't a bit mad no Papa and to prove it the very next day | K |
| When she ran past our fence in the morning I happened to get in her | J |
| way | K |
| For you know I am chunked and clumsy as she says are all boys of | L |
| my size | M |
| And she nearly upset me she did Pa and laughed till tears came in | B |
| her eyes | M |
| - | |
| And then we were friends from that moment for I knew that she told | N |
| Kitty Sage | O |
| And she wasn't a girl that would flatter that she thought I was | E |
| tall for my age | O |
| And I gave her four apples that evening and took her to ride on my | P |
| sled | Q |
| And What am I telling you this for Why Papa my neighbor is | R |
| DEAD | Q |
| - | |
| You don't hear one half I am saying I really do think it's too bad | S |
| Why you might have seen crape on her door knob and noticed to day | K |
| I've been sad | S |
| And they've got her a coffin of rosewood and they say they have | T |
| dressed her in white | I |
| And I've never once looked through the fence Pa since she died at | D |
| eleven last night | I |
| - | |
| And Ma says it's decent and proper as I was her neighbor and friend | U |
| That I should go there to the funeral and she thinks that YOU ought | V |
| to attend | U |
| But I am so clumsy and awkward I know I shall be in the way | K |
| And suppose they should speak to me Papa I wouldn't know just what | W |
| to say | K |
| - | |
| So I think I will get up quite early I know I sleep late but I know | X |
| I'll be sure to wake up if our Bridget pulls the string that I'll tie | P |
| to my toe | X |
| And I'll crawl through the fence and I'll gather the Johnny jump ups | Y |
| as they grew | Z |
| Round her feet the first day that I saw her and Papa I'll give | A2 |
| them to you | Z |
| - | |
| For you're a big man and you know Pa can come and go just where | B2 |
| you choose | C2 |
| And you'll take the flowers in to her and surely they'll never | J |
| refuse | C2 |
| But Papa don't SAY they're from Johnny THEY won't understand | D2 |
| don't you see | F |
| But just lay them down on her bosom and Papa SHE'LL know they're | B2 |
| from Me | F |
Bret Harte
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