Camping Out Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFF GGHHII JJKKLL MMNNLL OPKKQQ RRSSTT UULLVV WWXXJJ| Dame Spider had spun herself lank and thin | A |
| With trying to take her neighbors in | A |
| Grasshopper had traveled so far and so fast | B |
| That he found he must give up at last | B |
| And the maiden Ant had bustled about | C |
| The village till she was all worn out | C |
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| Old Bumble Bee had lived on sweet | D |
| Till he couldn't help but overeat | D |
| Miss Worm had measured her puny length | E |
| Till she had no longer any strength | E |
| And Mr Beetle was shocked to find | F |
| His eyes were failing and almost blind | F |
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| So they all decided that they must seek | G |
| Their health in the country for a week | G |
| And they made a mixed but a merry throng | H |
| For those who had children took them along | H |
| They pitched their tent and made their camp | I |
| Shelter from possible cold and damp | I |
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| 'Twas novel and each in his own way | J |
| Sought to make happy the holiday | J |
| Grasshopper took his youngest daughter | K |
| Out for a stroll along the water | K |
| She shrieked with joy O see the cherries | L |
| When they found some low bush huckleberries | L |
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| Dame Spider with mischief in her eye | M |
| Thought she would angle for a fly | M |
| So spinning a silk thread long and fine | N |
| With wicked skill she cast the line | N |
| While Bumble Bee in his gold laced clothes | L |
| In the shade of a clover leaf lay for a doze | L |
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| Miss Worm who was full of sentiment | O |
| With the maiden Ant for a ramble went | P |
| Here was a flower and there a flower | K |
| But suddenly rose a thunder shower | K |
| They screamed but they got on very well | Q |
| For they found what the Ant called an umberell | Q |
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| A leaf on the water lay afloat | R |
| Which the blundering Beetle thought a boat | R |
| Far down in his heart his dearest wish | S |
| Was to find some hitherto unfound fish | S |
| He never came back from that fatal swim | T |
| So 'twas always thought that a fish found him | T |
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| At night when the cheery fire was lit | U |
| They heaped dry branches over it | U |
| And in the light of the crackling blaze | L |
| Told funny stories of other days | L |
| And smoked till the Ant yawned wide and said | V |
| 'Tis time we folks were all abed | V |
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| But scarce was each to his slumber laid | W |
| When the country folks came to serenade | W |
| With twang of fiddle and toot of horn | X |
| And shriek of fife they stayed till morn | X |
| Poor Campers never a wink got they | J |
| So they started for home at break of day | J |
Clara Doty Bates
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