The Also-ran Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GEHEBB FIFIGG EGEGGG BFBFJJ GGGGEE EFEF BK LL MBMBG N NFF KGKGOO GFGFOO GGGGB GFGFGG GGGGEB GPGPEE GGGGQQ| I know I'm dull I know I got a brain | A |
| That's only fit fer fertilizin' 'air | B |
| I don't arst for bokays I ain't that vain | A |
| But fair is fair | B |
| An' when yeh think yer somethin' uv a man | C |
| It 'urts to find yerself a also ran | C |
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| 'Urts like one thing To git sent to the pack | D |
| When you 'ave 'ad idears you're ace an' king | E |
| An' all the pitcher cards down to the jack | D |
| Is like to sting | E |
| Yer vanity I thort I was some use | F |
| An' now I'm valyid as a 'umble dooce | F |
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| Don't mind my sulks I s'pose I 'as swelled 'ead | G |
| But gittin' snouted ain't wot I expeck | E |
| Aw they can 'ave it on their own I'm full | H |
| Up to the neck | E |
| Never no more I chuck good works right 'ere | B |
| But lets start frum the start an' git it clear | B |
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| I own I used me nut Fer marriage brings | F |
| Experience to stop yeh actin' rash | I |
| I've missed the step before through rushin' things | F |
| An' come a crash | I |
| I planned it out all careful frum the start | G |
| Me taticks was a reel fine work uv art | G |
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| Me problem's this The noos 'as to be broke | E |
| Concernin' Rose Doreen 'as to he told | G |
| The 'ow an' when that bit uv noos is spoke | E |
| I've learnt uv old | G |
| I'm shrood I wait I watch me chance to act | G |
| The trick's to know the time an' place exact | G |
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| You blokes unmarrid ain't got no idear | B |
| Uv 'ow successful 'usbands works their 'eads | F |
| It's like a feller strugglin' to keep clear | B |
| A thousand threads | F |
| Once let 'em tangle an' you take the blame | J |
| You're up to putty an' yeh've lost the game | J |
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| I picks a nice calm cozy peaceful night | G |
| The suppper things is washed the kid's in bed | G |
| I 'elped to wipe the plates the fire burns bright | G |
| An' then I led | G |
| The tork around to tales uv Ginger Mick | E |
| Cunnin' an' crafty like an' not too quick | E |
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| 'Funny ' I sez 'that we should mention Mick | E |
| In town I met that girl Wot's 'er name Rose | F |
| By accident Poor thing looks orful sick | E |
| Well I suppose | F |
| She 'as 'er worries Lost 'er job yeh know ' | - |
| Doreen don't take much int'rest She sez 'Oh ' | - |
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| 'Yes ' I goes on 'a bit uv country air | B |
| Is wot she needs She's very sick an' low | K |
| She seemed well sort uv 'opeless with despair ' | - |
| Doreen sez 'Oh ' | - |
| It's 'eavy goin' but I sticks it grim | L |
| Poor Mick ' I sez 'I often think uv 'im | L |
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| 'Poor Mick ' I sez Well any'ow I mean | M |
| Them words 'If you 'ad seen that girl my dear | B |
| You'd arst 'er up to stay ' 'Why ' sez Doreen | M |
| 'She's comin' 'ere | B |
| On Choosday next ' I jist choke back a shout | G |
| 'That's why I got the spare room tidied out ' | - |
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| 'She's wot ' I can't say more 'Well ' sez me wife | N |
| 'Seein' you arst 'er why all this su'prise ' | - |
| Seein' you 'ad a fight an' risked yer life | N |
| An' got black eyes | F |
| An' played the 'ero as the parson says | F |
| You ort to know I've knowed ' she sez 'fer days ' | - |
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| Snowy To think that parson cove would go | K |
| An' let me down to flounder in the mud | G |
| An' scheme an' lie an' work the game reel low | K |
| To come a thud | G |
| 'Yeh mean to say ' I arsts mad as can be | O |
| 'Yeh've fixed all this without consultin' me | O |
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| 'Yeh mean to say I 'ave n't got the right | G |
| To know wot's goin' on in my own 'ouse | F |
| Yeh mean to say 'There Bill ' she sez 'keep quite | G |
| Why should you rouse | F |
| You told me nothin' Parson wrote to me | O |
| An' we fixed things without yer 'elp ' sez she | O |
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| Women She sits an' tells me this dead cold | G |
| To think I've worked an' worried till I'm tired | G |
| An' squeezed me brain a treat jist to be told | G |
| i ain't required | G |
| 'You was too modest Bill to let me 'ear | B |
| About that fight ' she sez 'Now were n't you dear ' | - |
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| Modest Aw well I s'pose I am a bit | G |
| A feller can't go skitin' all 'is days | F |
| But spite uv 'er nice way uv takin' it | G |
| An' all 'er praise | F |
| An' that I got to own I'm feelin' 'urt | G |
| Fer to git treated like a bit uv dirt | G |
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| Nex' mornin' I ain't feelin' none too good | G |
| That snub still 'urt I potter round about | G |
| Then go across to where 'e's choppin' wood | G |
| To 'ave it out | G |
| With Wally Free about 'is thievin' cow | E |
| But that pie faced galoot won't 'ave a row | B |
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| I'll 'ave the lor on 'im I tells ' im straight | G |
| Me fence 'er out 'E's got to fence 'er in | P |
| The lor sez that But all the lors I state | G |
| Jist gits a grin | P |
| That's all 'E grins a sight too much that bloke | E |
| Clean through the piece I seem to be the joke | E |
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| I know I'm dull I know me brain's jist meant | G |
| To nourish 'air roots But I 'ave me pride | G |
| An' when I toils an' frets an' then gits sent | G |
| To stand aside | G |
| I know me place I don't need to be shown | Q |
| I'm done An' they can 'ave it on their own | Q |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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