A Quest For Tophet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEAF GHGHIJIJGJ ABABKFKFAF LMLMNDNDLD| 'Twas a hell of a Hell they glimpsed my son | A |
| In superstitious days | B |
| When cultured man had scarce begun | A |
| To shed barbaric ways | B |
| With gridirons set above the flame | C |
| For naughty gentlemen | D |
| Who uttered lies that earned them blame | C |
| And righteous folk condemn | E |
| 'Twas a terrible sort of a Hell my son | A |
| That crude man pictured then | F |
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| But picture a land laid waste my lad | G |
| In scientific style | H |
| While supermen of a world gone mad | G |
| Plan forms of torture vile | H |
| While innocent children fight for breath | I |
| In a gas filled city's street | J |
| And mothers of men call on kind Death | I |
| As a friend whose kiss is sweet | J |
| If you're looking about for a Hell my lad | G |
| You will find this hard to beat | J |
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| 'Twas the deuce of a Devil they raised my son | A |
| To rule in their ancient Hells | B |
| Horns and a tail yet a figure of fun | A |
| With a hint of the cap and bells | B |
| With a fork for weapon he roamed the earth | K |
| To garner the souls of men | F |
| Who had slipped from grace and with shouts of mirth | K |
| He pitched them into his Pen | F |
| 'Twas a humorous sort of a Devil my son | A |
| That dull folk fled from then | F |
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| But picture a Devil at work my boy | L |
| In his foetid chemical lair | M |
| As he brews Hell broths with a ghoulish joy | L |
| To foul god's clean sweet air | M |
| Picture a Devil with bombs on high | N |
| Mass murderer reeking sin | D |
| As he rains gaunt death from a smiling sky | N |
| And goes with a maniac grin | D |
| If you're seeking a Devil sans mercy boy | L |
| He is here 'neath your Brother's skin | D |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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