John S. Crow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBC DEFEEF GHCHHC IJKJJK LMNMMO CKPKKP QRSRRS TBUBBU VKWKKW XYSYYS SZBZZB ASA2SSA2 SB2BB2B2B DBSBBSAll alone in the field | A |
Stands John S Crow | B |
And a curious sight is he | C |
With his head of tow | B |
And a hat pulled low | B |
On a face that you never see | C |
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His clothes are ragged | D |
And horrid and old | E |
The worst that ever were worn | F |
They're covered with mold | E |
And in each fold | E |
A terrible rent is torn | F |
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They once were new | G |
And spick and span | H |
As nice as clothes could be | C |
For though John hardly can | H |
Be called a man | H |
They were made for men you see | C |
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That old blue coat | I |
With a double breast | J |
And a brass button here and there | K |
Was grandfather's best | J |
And matches the vest | J |
The one Uncle Phil used to wear | K |
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The trousers are short | L |
They belonged to Bob | M |
Before he had got his growth | N |
But John's no snob | M |
And unlike Bob | M |
Cuts his legs to the length of his cloth | O |
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The boots are a mystery | C |
How and where | K |
John got such a shabby lot | P |
Such a shocking pair | K |
I do declare | K |
Though he may know I do not | P |
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But the hat that he wears | Q |
Is the worst of all | R |
I wonder that John keeps it on | S |
It once was tall | R |
But now it is small | R |
Like a closed accordeon | S |
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But a steady old chap | T |
Is John S Crow | B |
And for months has stood at his post | U |
For corn you know | B |
Takes time to grow | B |
And 'tis long between seed and roast | U |
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And it had to be watched | V |
And guarded with care | K |
From the time it was put in the ground | W |
For over there | K |
And everywhere | K |
Sad thieves were waiting around | W |
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Sad thieves in black | X |
A cowardly set | Y |
Who waited for John to be gone | S |
That they might get | Y |
A chance to upset | Y |
The plans of the planter of corn | S |
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They were no kin to John | S |
Though they bore his name | Z |
And belonged to the family Crow | B |
He'd scorn to claim | Z |
Any part of the fame | Z |
That is theirs wherever you go | B |
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So he has stuck to the field | A |
And watched the corn | S |
And been watched by the crows from the hill | A2 |
Till at length they're gone | S |
And so is the corn | S |
They away and it to the mill | A2 |
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Now the work is done | S |
And it's time for play | B2 |
For which John is glad I know | B |
For though made of hay | B2 |
If he could he would say | B2 |
It's stupid to be a scarecrow | B |
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But though it is stupid | D |
And though it is slow | B |
To fill such an humble position | S |
To be a good scarecrow | B |
Is better I know | B |
Than to scorn a lowly condition | S |
Clara Doty Bates
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