Dad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFF GGHHBB IIJJKK LLMMNN OPQQRR EESSB TTKKBB EEK U EEVVAJ WWE VV AAB A XXYYZZ EEAA2B2B2 C2C2BBD2 YYWWB2B2| I've knowed ole Flood this last five year or more | A |
| I knoo 'im when 'is Syd went to the war | A |
| A proud ole man 'e was But I've watched 'im | B |
| An' seen 'is look when people spoke uv Jim | B |
| As sour a look as most coves want to see | C |
| It made me glad that this 'ere Jim weren't me | C |
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| I sized up Flood the first day that we met | D |
| Stubborn as blazes when 'is mind is set | D |
| Ole fashioned in 'is looks an' in 'is ways | E |
| Believin' it is honesty that pays | E |
| An' still dead set in spite uv bumps 'e's got | F |
| To keep on honest if it pays or not | F |
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| Poor ole Dad Flood 'e is too old to fight | G |
| By close on thirty year but if I'm right | G |
| About 'is doin's an' about 'is grit | H |
| 'E's done a fair bit over 'is fair bit | H |
| They are too old to fight but all the same | B |
| 'Is kind's quite young enough to play the game | B |
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| I've 'eard it called this war an' it's the truth | I |
| I've 'eard it called the sacrifice uv youth | I |
| An' all this land 'as reckernized it too | J |
| An' gives the boys the praises that is doo | J |
| I've 'eard the cheers for ev'ry fightin' lad | K |
| But up to now I ain't 'eard none for Dad | K |
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| Ole Flood an' all 'is kind throughout the land | L |
| They aint' been 'eralded with no brass band | L |
| Or been much thought about but take my tip | M |
| The war 'as found them with a stiffened lip | M |
| 'Umpin' a load they thought they'd dropped for good | N |
| Crackin' reel 'ardy an' jist sawin' wood | N |
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| Dad Flood 'is back is bent 'is strength is gone | O |
| 'E'd done 'is bit before this war come on | P |
| At sixty five 'e thought 'is work was done | Q |
| 'E gave the farmin' over to 'is son | Q |
| An' jist sat back in peace with 'is ole wife | R |
| To spend content the ev'nin' of 'is life | R |
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| Then comes the war An' when Syd 'esitates | E |
| Between the ole folk an' 'is fightin' mates | E |
| The ole man goes outside an' grabs a hoe | S |
| Sez 'e 'Yeh want to an' yeh ought to go | S |
| Wot's stoppin' yeh ' 'E straightens 'is ole frame | B |
| 'Ain't I farmed long enough to know the game ' | - |
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| There weren't no more to say An' Syd went West | T |
| Into the sunset with ole Aussie's best | T |
| But no one ever 'eard no groans from Dad | K |
| Though all 'is pride an' 'ope was in that lad | K |
| 'E showed no sign excep' to grow more grim | B |
| 'Is son was gone an' it was up to 'im | B |
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| One day last month when I was down at Flood's | E |
| I see 'im strugglin' with a bag uv spuds | E |
| 'Look 'ere ' I sez 'you let me spell yeh Dad | K |
| You 'umpin' loads like that's a bit too bad ' | - |
| 'E gives a grunt that's more than 'alf a groan | U |
| 'Wot's up ' 'e snaps 'Got no work uv yer own ' | - |
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| That's 'im But I've been tippin' that the pace | E |
| Would tell an' when 'is wife comes to our place | E |
| An' sez that Dad 'is ill an' took to bed | V |
| Flat out with work though that ain't wot she said | V |
| I ain't surprised an' tells 'er when I'm thro' | A |
| I'll come across an' see wot I can do | J |
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| I went across an' I come back again | W |
| Strike me it's no use reas'nin' with some men | W |
| Stubbon ole cows I'm sick uv them ole fools | E |
| The way 'e yells 'Keep yer 'ands off my tools ' | - |
| Yeh'd think I was a thief 'Is missus said | V |
| I'd better slope or 'e'd be out uv bed | V |
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| 'E 'eard us talkin' through the open door | A |
| 'Oo's that ' he croaks although 'e tries to roar | A |
| An' when 'is wife explains it's only me | B |
| To 'elp a bit 'I want no charity ' | - |
| 'E barks 'I'll do me work meself yeh 'ear ' | - |
| An' then 'e gits so snarky that I clear | A |
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| But 'e'll do me I like the ole boy's nerve | X |
| We don't do nothin' that 'e don't deserve | X |
| But me an' Peter Begg an' ole man Poole | Y |
| We fairly 'as our work cut out to fool | Y |
| The sly ole fox when we sneaks down each day | Z |
| An' works a while to keep things under way | Z |
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| We digs a bit an' ploughs a bit an' chops | E |
| The wood an' does the needful to 'is crops | E |
| We does it soft an' when 'e 'ears a row | A |
| 'Is missus tells 'im it's the dog or cow | A2 |
| 'E sez that it's queer noises for a pup | B2 |
| An' there'll be ructions when ole Flood gits up | B2 |
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| It ain't all overwork that's laid 'im out | C2 |
| Ole Pride in 'im is fightin' 'ard with Doubt | C2 |
| To day 'is wife sez 'Somethin's strange in 'im | B |
| For in 'is sleep sometimes 'e calls for Jim | B |
| It's six long years ' she sez an' stops to shake | D2 |
| 'Er 'ead 'But 'e don't mention 'im awake ' | - |
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| Dad Flood I thought 'im jist a stiff necked fool | Y |
| Before the war but as I sez to Poole | Y |
| This war 'as tested more than fightin' men | W |
| But say 'e is an' 'oly terror when | W |
| Friends try to 'elp 'im earn a bite an' sup | B2 |
| Oh there'll be 'Ell to pay when 'e gits up | B2 |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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