A Woman's Way Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAA CDCDEE FGFFFF HAHAII JAJABB AFFFFF FFFFFF IKIKF LFLFAA FEFEAA KFKFA FMFMNN OBOBP APAPQQ RFRFA FPFFA PAAASS| Women is strange You take my tip I'm wise | A |
| I know enough to know I'll never know | B |
| The 'uman female mind or wot su'prise | A |
| They 'as in store to bring yer boastin' low | B |
| They keep yeh guessin' wot they're up to nex' | A |
| An' then odds on it's wot yeh least expecks | A |
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| Take me I know me wife can twist me round | C |
| 'Er little finger I don't mind that none | D |
| Wot worries me is that I've never found | C |
| Which way I'm gittin' twisted till it's done | D |
| Women is strange An' yet I've got to own | E |
| I'd make a orful 'ash uv it alone | E |
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| There's this affair uv Rose I tells yeh straight | F |
| Suspicious don't describe me state uv mind | G |
| The calm way that Doreen 'as fixed the date | F |
| An' all looks like there's somethin' else be'ind | F |
| Somethin' not spite or meanness don't think that | F |
| Me wife purrs sometimes but she ain't a cat | F |
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| But somethin' I've got far too wise a nob | H |
| To be took in by 'er airs uv repose | A |
| I know I said I'd chuck the 'ole darn job | H |
| An' leave 'er an' the parson deal with Rose | A |
| But now me mind's uneasy that's a fack | I |
| I've got to manage things with speshul tack | I |
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| That's 'ow I feel uneasy when I drive | J |
| Down to the train I'm thinkin' as I goes | A |
| There ain't two women that I know alive | J |
| More difrint than them two Doreen an' Rose | A |
| 'Ow they will mix together I dunno | B |
| It all depends on 'ow I run the show | B |
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| Rose looks dead pale She ain't got much to say | A |
| 'Er few poor bits uv luggage make no load | F |
| She smiles when we shake 'ands an' sez Goodday | F |
| Shy like an' strange an' as we take the road | F |
| Back to the farm I see 'er look around | F |
| Big eyed like it's some queer new land she's found | F |
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| I springs a joke or two I'm none too bright | F |
| Meself but it's a slap up sort uv day | F |
| Spring's workin' overtime to left an' right | F |
| Blackwood an' wattle trees is bloomin' gay | F |
| Botchin' the bonzer green with golden dust | F |
| An' magpies in 'em singin' fit to bust | F |
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| I sneak a glance at Rose I can't look long | I |
| 'Er lips is trem'lin' tears is in 'er eye | K |
| Then glad with life a thrush beefs out a song | I |
| 'Longside the road as we go drivin' by | K |
| 'Oh Gawd A'mighty 'Ark ' I 'ear 'er say | F |
| 'An' Spadgers Lane not fifty mile away ' | - |
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| Not fifty mile away the frowsy Lane | L |
| Where only dirt an' dreariness 'as sway | F |
| Where every second tale's a tale uv pain | L |
| An' devil's doin's blots the night an' day | F |
| But 'ere is thrushes tootin' songs uv praise | A |
| An' golden blossoms lightin' up our ways | A |
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| I speaks a piece to boost this bonzer spot | F |
| Tellin' 'er 'ow the neighbourhood 'as grown | E |
| An' 'ow Dave Brown jist up the road 'as got | F |
| Ten ton uv spuds per acre usin' bone | E |
| She don't seem to be list'nin' She jist stares | A |
| Like someone dreamin' dreams or thinkin' pray'rs | A |
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| Me yap's a dud No matter 'ow I try | K |
| Me conversation ain't the dinkum brand | F |
| I'm 'opin' that she don't bust out an' cry | K |
| It makes me nervis But I understand | F |
| Over an' over I can 'ear 'er say | A |
| 'An' Spadgers less than fifty mile away ' | - |
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| We're 'ome at last Doreen is at the gate | F |
| I hitch the reins an' quite the eager pup | M |
| Then 'elp Rose down an' stand aside an' wait | F |
| To see 'ow them two size each other up | M |
| But quick like that two arms 'as greeted warm | N |
| The sobbin' girl Doreen's run true to form | N |
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| ''Ome on the bit ' I thinks But as I turn | O |
| 'Ere's Wally Free 'as got to poke 'is dile | B |
| Above the fence where 'e's been cuttin' fern | O |
| The missus spots 'im an' I seen 'er smile | B |
| An' then she calls to 'im 'Oh Mister Free | P |
| Come in ' she sez 'an' 'ave a cup uv tea ' | - |
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| There's tack A woman dunno wot it means | A |
| What does that blighter want with cups uv tea | P |
| A privit fambly meet an' 'ere Doreen's | A |
| Muckin' it all by draggin' in this Free | P |
| She might 'ave knowed that Rose ain't feelin' prime | Q |
| An' don't want no strange comp'ny at the time | Q |
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| Free an' 'is thievin' cow But all the same | R |
| 'Is yap did seem to cheer Rose up a lot | F |
| An' after when 'e'd bunged 'is lanky frame | R |
| Back to 'is job Doreen sez 'Ain't you got | F |
| No work at all to do outside to day | A |
| Us two must 'ave a tork so run away ' | - |
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| I went I went becoz if I 'ad stayed | F |
| Me few remarks might 'ave been pretty 'or | P |
| Gawbli'me 'Oo is 'ead uv this parade | F |
| Did I plan out the scheme or did I not | F |
| I've worked fer this I've worried night an' day | A |
| An' now it's fixed I'm tole to 'run away ' | - |
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| Women is strange I s'pose I oughter be | P |
| Contented though I never understands | A |
| But when I score it 'urts me dignerty | A |
| To 'ave the credit grabbed out uv me 'ands | A |
| I shouldn't look fer credit p'raps an' then | S |
| Women is strange But bli'me So is men | S |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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