Jones M.p. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FGHIFJAJ KKKLLKMMAAM ANFNAOPO QRDRFSAS KKKDDKTTSST PSCSPUDU ASASPVFV KKKPPKSSAA JJJAA

It was thus in the beginning With a sporting chance of winningA
Jones contested an election years agoB
He was young enthusiastic and maintained that measures drasticC
Were imperative to save the land from WoeB
For the laudable admiration of this budding politicianD
Who with zeal to serve his bleeding country burnedE
Was to make a reputation as a saviour of the nationD
And a clean and honest statesman if returnedE
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The electors took a fancy to the youngster and the chance heF
Had of winning was improved where'er he wentG
His high motives were respected and in short he was electedH
And an Honest Man went into ParliamentI
Went in to strive for glory where there held a system hoaryF
Founded on the good old English party planJ
Wherefore Jones half understanding things submitted to the brandingA
And became perforce a solid party manJ
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But when he heard a mention of the WhipK
Party WhipK
He gave answer as he curled a scornful lipK
And his honest zeal upbore himL
That his course was plain before himL
Just the clean straight course of earnest statesmanshipK
For young Jones held notions utterly absurdM
And the old campaigners sniggered when they heardM
That young patriot unfoldingA
His stern views and Truth upholdingA
But he meant it when he said it ev'ry wordM
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For a time in all debating Jones was famed for boldly statingA
Plain blunt truths and keen uncomfortable factsN
Till his colleagues grew uneasy for in fashion bland and breezyF
He proposed to back his burning words with actsN
And they told him with much cunning that he might be in the runningA
For the leadership if he'd consent to hedgeO
He was bold ambitious clever but advance they said he'd neverP
While he clung to childish notions of his pledgeO
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Brave young Jones at first was scornful but ere long with visage mournfulQ
He sat down to think on what he stood to loseR
And his party friends with caution hinted honours were his portionD
If he'd but consent to water down his viewsR
And they e'en suggested slyly that although they valued highlyF
His great services defiance was not meetS
Till his splendid dream departing Jones saw plainly that a partingA
With his party meant a parting with his seatS
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It was then he heard the cracking of the WhipK
Party WhipK
And he found the System had him in its gripK
On the one hand was devotionD
To his duty with promotionD
On the other and the hope of leadershipK
For he'd come unto the parting of the waysT
And he hearkened to the voice of fulsome praiseT
To the promise of prefermentS
And there happened the intermentS
Of the self respecting Jones of other daysT
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Step by step he climbed the ladder now a wiser if a sadderP
And a meaner politician till he ledS
And his party though erratic was lukewarmly democraticC
Thus he strove to soothe his conscience on this headS
But there came a day of clamour when his colleagues vowed the glamourP
Of his visions was all bunkum and a mythU
For these champions of the nation had perceived their sole salvationD
Lay in fusing with the Tory leader SmithU
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Jones at first held out refusing all suggestions of his fusingA
With this person he had hitherto abusedS
But he marked his sullen backing and he heard the whip a crackingA
Then he abjectly surrendered all and 'fused'S
Jones is now a semi leader O consider gentle readerP
Think how many politicians can you nameV
Who though starting straight and cleanly have surrendered weakly meanlyF
When their party bid them fuse and 'play the game'V
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How they shudder at the cracking of the WhipK
Tory whipK
How they tremble lest the slightest fault or slipK
Should offend their august masterP
And upon them bring disasterP
And deprive them of their cherished membershipK
'Twas to save their bleeding country in they wentS
And to bleed it save themselves in ParliamentS
Ev'ry worthy cause neglectingA
Their own worthless skins protectingA
And a fig for all the 'views' they 'represent '-
O the 'freedom' of the Fusion Party manJ
Noble manJ
Abject creature of the grim old Tory clanJ
Waiting watching shuffling veeringA
Scheming plotting engineeringA
Sorry product of the 'Good old Party Plan '-

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis



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