Mr Fitzmickle Has A Test Match Fright Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFG AAAAH A AAAAAIA AJA KCA| Mr Fitzmickle the martinet | A |
| Stern lord of his house and kin | B |
| Is a small bald man and a cricket fan | C |
| Since the night he listened in | B |
| On his young son's set one winter morn | D |
| Now his Test complex grows tireless | E |
| But his small meek wife tends a lonely life | F |
| And the small son mourns his wireless | G |
| - | |
| Mr Fitzmickle the martinet | A |
| Was met at his door last night | A |
| By the low voiced maid whose eye betrayed | A |
| A state of chronic fright | A |
| And Mary stammered in nervous tones | H |
| 'Mum Madam's took a chill sir ' | - |
| Fitzmickle gasped 'What's that ' he asked | A |
| Said Mary 'Madam's ill sir ' | - |
| - | |
| Mr Fitzmickle the martinet | A |
| Clutched at his brow and groaned | A |
| His face grew white in the evening light | A |
| 'Oh this is the end ' he moaned | A |
| 'All hope has gone ' But Mary said | A |
| 'Please sir don't look so sad sir | I |
| A 'eadache's wot the missus got | A |
| Don't fret She ain't that bad sir ' | - |
| - | |
| Mr Fitzmickle the martinet | A |
| Glared as his voice came back | J |
| Glared at the maid 'You mumbling jade | A |
| Wretch You deserve the sack ' | - |
| 'But sir ' 'Enough Can't you speak plain | K |
| 'Madam '' He raved like a madman | C |
| 'Out of my sight Lord What a fright | A |
| I thought that you said 'Bradman' ' | - |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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