Beef Tea Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCDEE AAFGG AA HHHAAHII IIAEEAJJ HHEE EKK ALAALA KKAMMAHH AIEEINO AAHAAHAA HHEHHEPP AAIAAIQQ QQHQQHQQ| She never nagged she never said no word | A |
| But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred | A |
| I could 'a' bluffed it out if she 'ad been | B |
| Fair narked an' let me 'ave it wiv 'er tongue | C |
| It silence told me 'ow 'er 'eart wus wrung | C |
| Poor 'urt Doreen | D |
| Gorstruth I'd sooner fight wiv fifty men | E |
| Than git one look like that frum 'er agen | E |
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| She never moved she never spoke no word | A |
| That 'urt look in 'er eyes like some scared bird | A |
| ' 'Ere is the man I loved ' it seemed to say | F |
| ''E's mine this crawlin' thing an' I'm 'is wife | G |
| Tied up fer good an' orl me joy in life | G |
| Is chucked away ' | - |
| If she 'ad bashed me I'd 'a' felt no 'urt | A |
| But 'ere she treats me like like I wus dirt | A |
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| 'Ow is a man to guard agen that look | H |
| Fer other wimmin when the'r blokes go crook | H |
| An' lobs 'ome wiv the wages uv a jag | H |
| They smashes things an' carries on a treat | A |
| An' 'owls an' scolds an' wakes the bloomin' street | A |
| Wiv noisy mag | H |
| But 'er she never speaks she never stirs | I |
| I drops me bundle An' the game is 'ers | I |
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| Jist two months wed Eight weeks uv married bliss | I |
| Wiv my Doreen an' now it's come to this | I |
| Wot wus I thinkin' uv Gawd I ain't fit | A |
| To kiss the place 'er little feet 'as been | E |
| 'Er that I called me wife me own Doreen | E |
| Fond dreams 'as flit | A |
| Love's done a bunk an' joy is up the pole | J |
| An' shame an' sorrer's roostin' in me soul | J |
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| 'Twus orl becors uv Ginger Mick the cow | H |
| I wish't I 'ad 'im 'ere to deal wiv now | H |
| I'd pass 'im one I would 'E ain't no man | E |
| I meets 'im Choosdee ev'nin' up the town | E |
| 'Wot O ' 'e chips me 'Kin yeh keep one down ' | - |
| I sez I can | E |
| We 'as a couple then meets three er four | K |
| Flash coves I useter know an' 'as some more | K |
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| ''Ow are yeh on a little gamble Kid ' | - |
| Sez Ginger Mick 'Lars' night I'm on four quid | A |
| Come 'round an' try yer luck at Steeny's school | L |
| 'No ' sez me conscience Then I thinks 'Why not | A |
| An' buy 'er presents if I wins a pot | A |
| A blazin' fool | L |
| I wus Fer 'arf a mo' I 'as a fight | A |
| Then conscience skies the wipe Sez I 'Orright ' | - |
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| Ten minutes later I was back once more | K |
| Kip in me 'and on Steeny Isaac's floor | K |
| Me luck was in an' I wus 'eadin' good | A |
| Yes back agen amongst the same old crew | M |
| An' orl the time down in me 'eart I knew | M |
| I never should | A |
| Nex' thing I knows it's after two o'clock | H |
| Two in the morning An' I've done me block | H |
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| 'Wot odds ' I thinks 'I'm in fer it orright ' | - |
| An' so I stops an' gambles orl the night | A |
| An' bribes me conscience wiv the gilt I wins | I |
| But when I comes out in the cold 'ard dawn | E |
| I know I've crooled me pitch me soul's in pawn | E |
| My flamin' sins | I |
| They 'its me in a 'eap right where I live | N |
| Fer I 'ave broke the solim vow I give | O |
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| She never magged she never said no word | A |
| An' when I speaks it seems she never 'eard | A |
| I could 'a' sung a nim I feels so gay | H |
| If she 'ad only roused I might 'a' smiled | A |
| She jist seems 'urt an' crushed not even riled | A |
| I turns away | H |
| An' yanks me carkis out into the yard | A |
| Like some whipped pup an' kicks meself reel 'ard | A |
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| An' then I sneaks to bed an' feels dead crook | H |
| Fer golden quids I couldn't face that look | H |
| That trouble in the eyes uv my Doreen | E |
| Aw strike Wot made me go an' do this thing | H |
| I feel jist like a chewed up bit of string | H |
| An' rotten mean | E |
| Fer 'arf an hour I lies there feelin' cheap | P |
| An' then I s'pose I muster fell asleep | P |
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| ' 'Ere Kid drink this' I wakes an' lifts me 'ead | A |
| An' sees 'er standin' there beside the bed | A |
| A basin in 'er 'ands an' in 'er eyes | I |
| Eyes that wiv unshed tears is shinin' wet | A |
| The sorter look I never shall ferget | A |
| Until I dies | I |
| ' 'Ere Kid drink this ' she sez an' smiles at me | Q |
| I looks an' spare me days It was beef tea | Q |
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| Beef tea She treats me like a hinvaleed | Q |
| Me that 'as caused 'er lovin' 'eart to bleed | Q |
| It 'urts me worse than maggin' fer a week | H |
| 'Er 'oo 'ad right to turn dead sour on me | Q |
| Fergives like that an' feeds me wiv beef tea | Q |
| I tries to speak | H |
| An' then I ain't ashamed o' wot I did | Q |
| I 'ides me face an' blubbers like a kid | Q |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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