A Ballad For Elderly Kids Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDAE FGFGHIJI KLALCFAF MNMONON PN BQ Q NNRNSNRN PTNTAUAU NVNVNTAT RMWMANNN IAIAWPXP RABATYTY RNNNZNIN ANBNFAFA CAC AANA KAXAAAAA| Now this is the ballad of Jeremy Jones | A |
| And likewise of Bobadil Brown | B |
| Of the Snooks and the Snaggers and Macs and Malones | A |
| And Diggle and Daggle and Down | B |
| In fact 'tis a song of a fatuous throng | C |
| Which embraces 'the man in the street ' | D |
| And the bloke on the 'bus and a crowd more of us | A |
| And a lot of the people we meet | E |
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| Yes this is the story of Jack and of Jill | F |
| Whose surnames are Snawley or Smith | G |
| And of Public Opinion and National Will | F |
| And samples of Popular Myth | G |
| For Jeremy Jones as a very small boy | H |
| Was encouraged to struggle for pelf | I |
| And to strive very hard in his own little yard | J |
| But never to think for himself | I |
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| Then Hi diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle | K |
| Come sing us a nursery rhyme | L |
| For in spite of our whiskers we elderly friskers | A |
| Are kiddes the most of our time | L |
| So this is the song of the juvenile throng | C |
| And its aunts and its big brother Bill | F |
| Its uncles and cousins and sisters in dozens | A |
| Louisa and 'Liza and Lill | F |
| - | |
| Now Jeremy Jones was exceedingly 'loyal ' | - |
| And when any procession went by | M |
| He'd cheer very loud with the rest of the crowd | N |
| Though he honestly couldn't tell why | M |
| He was taught that his 'rulers' toiled hard for his sake | O |
| And promoted the 'general good' | N |
| That to meddle with 'customs' was quite a mistake | O |
| And Jones didn't see why he should | N |
| - | |
| To gird at the 'Order of Things as they Are ' | - |
| He was told was the act of a fool | P |
| He was taught in effect to regard with respect | N |
| Ev'ry' 'Precedent ' 'Practice' and 'Rule ' | - |
| And if we deserted the 'Usual Plan' | B |
| He believed that the nation would fall | Q |
| So Jones became known as a 'right thinking man ' | - |
| Which meant that he didn't at all | Q |
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| Oh Little Miss Muffett she sat on a tuffet | N |
| But fled from a spider in fright | N |
| For no one haa told her that if she was bolder | R |
| She might have asserted her right | N |
| Ho rub a dub dub three men in a tub | S |
| On a sea of political doubt | N |
| And they argue together concerning the weather | R |
| But never attempt to get out | N |
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| They made him a grocer when Jerry left school | P |
| And a very good grocer was he | T |
| And a dunce he was not for he knew quite a lot | N |
| Of such matters as treacle and tea | T |
| But the making of nations and things so immense | A |
| He considered beyond his control | U |
| He was busy on week days at saving his pence | A |
| And on Sundays at saving his soul | U |
| - | |
| But politics Jones did not wholly neglect | N |
| He subscribed to a paper THE SAGE | V |
| And every morn with becoming respect | N |
| He scanned its political page | V |
| He believed what was said in each leader he read | N |
| For a 'right thinking person' was he | T |
| Who was shocked at their vices who growled of the prices | A |
| Of Sugar or treacle or tea | T |
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| Oh Little Jack Horner sits in a corner | R |
| A look of delight in his eye | M |
| At the sight of a plum on the end of his thumb | W |
| While there's somebody sneaking his pie | M |
| Then ride a cook hoss to Banbury Cross | A |
| Though the Lord only knows why we do | N |
| But there's precedent for it and those who ignore it | N |
| We class as an ignorant crew | N |
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| So Jeremy Jones he meanders through life | I |
| Behaving as Grandmother bids | A |
| And so do his very respectable wife | I |
| And extremely conventional kids | A |
| Their bosses can trust 'em for habit and custom | W |
| They've learnt in the regular school | P |
| And they call him 'right thinking ' while privately winking | X |
| And setting him down as a fool | P |
| - | |
| Convention's his master he vows that disaster | R |
| Will swiftly encompass its foes | A |
| He thinks Evolution a Labor delusion | B |
| And 'Progress' a 'something' that grows | A |
| He's one of the many a credulous zany | T |
| The leadable bleedable type | Y |
| Who looks upon 'Time' instructed by Granny | T |
| As something that rarely is ripe | Y |
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| Oh Goosey goose gander where do you wander | R |
| Only kind sir where I'm told | N |
| For my master has said I must go where I'm led | N |
| And to contradict him would be bold | N |
| And Little Bo peep she lost her sheep | Z |
| It's the Socialist's fault she'll insist | N |
| But leave her to grieve for she'll never believe | I |
| That a Meat Trust could ever exist | N |
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| Then this is the ballad of elderly kids | A |
| Of Jeremy Jones and his kind | N |
| Of Bobadil Brown and Daggle and Down | B |
| And the crowd with the juvenile mind | N |
| Oh this is a song of the National Will | F |
| Of the Snooks and the Snaggers and Smiths | A |
| Their aunts and their cousins and big brother Bill | F |
| Convention and Popular Myths | A |
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| A sad little song of the fatuous throng | C |
| A string of sedate little rhymes | A |
| Concerning the crowd who consider it wrong | C |
| To collide with the 'trend of the times ' | - |
| A song about Us who are missing the 'bus | A |
| While we trifle and toy with pretence | A |
| For we play very hard in our own little yard | N |
| But we seldom look over the fence | A |
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| Then Hi diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle | K |
| We're never concerned with the cause | A |
| Let's giggle and sinf for the Trust and the Ring | X |
| Are really our old Santa Claus | A |
| Effects may surprise us but Granny'll advise us | A |
| We'll never behave as she bids | A |
| Ho grocers and drapres let's stick to the papers | A |
| We're all of us elderly kids | A |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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