Old Town Types No. 21 - Mr Woolin-wister Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDE FFGG HD IIJJKKD ALMMNND| Mr Woolin Wister was assistant at the store | A |
| He had an air of breeding and the kind of clothes he wore | A |
| Were very very natty and exceedingly correct | B |
| For every single day he was habitually decked | B |
| In the very latest fashion and he had a roving eye | C |
| That wakened many a smile demure and many a gentle sigh | C |
| For whenever he sought to 'twit' them then the ladies straight began | D |
| 'Now Mr Woolin Wister Oo you are a naughty man ' | E |
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| He wore a wide straw decker with a pretty colored band | F |
| His pants the shepherd plaid ones were the tightest in the land | F |
| He wore a braided coat with vest in summer time a sash | G |
| And a set of heavy sideboards and a very large moustache | G |
| His hair combed on his forehead in a very genteel 'slick ' | - |
| He made just the perfect masher with his silver headed stick | H |
| And thro' the street when he walked out the female titters ran | D |
| 'There is Mr Woolin Wister Oo he is a saucy man ' | - |
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| His linen is immaculate His broad stiff bosomed shirt | I |
| Upheld a three inch collar and he was a fearful flirt | I |
| For he flirted with the matrons and he flirted with the maids | J |
| At conversation lollies he was boldest of the blades | J |
| For the things he used to pass them at a soiree or a dance | K |
| Caused many a maiden blush to glow and many a downward glance | K |
| Yet many a maiden giggled as she peeped behind her fan | D |
| 'Fie Mr Woolin Wister Oo you are a forward man ' | - |
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| When last I saw the old town I went into the store | A |
| And there was Mr Woolin Wister still a bachelor | L |
| His pate was bald his eye was dull his grey moustache was clipped | M |
| And his general demeanour seemed considerably hipped | M |
| Then a lady rather elderly came tripping in the shop | N |
| And Mr Woolin Wister let all other matters drop | N |
| Then she gushed and then she giggled as the persiflage began | D |
| 'Now Mr Woolin Wister Oo you are an awful man ' | - |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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