The Faltering Knight Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GFGFFF HFHFFF FIFIJJ KLKLFF FJFJMM NBNBOO PQPQRR STSTFF UEUEVV WAWARR JFJFWW FFFFFF SFSFCC FRFRRR RRRRFF IFIFWW WXWRFF FEFEYZ FFFFRR JFJFA2A2 FA2FA2RR| It knocks me can in this ere game uv life | A |
| A bloke gets born grows up looks round fer fun | B |
| Dreams dilly dreams then wakes to find a wife | A |
| An' fambly round 'im all 'is young days done | B |
| An' gazin' back sees in 'is youth a man | C |
| Scarce reckernised It fair knocks in me can | C |
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| Ther's me I never seemed to mark no change | D |
| As I mooched on through life frum year to year | E |
| An' yet at times it seems to me dead strange | D |
| That me uv old is me 'oo's sittin' 'ere | E |
| Per'aps it ain't 'E was a crook young coot | F |
| While I'm a sturdy farmer growin' froot | F |
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| But all the same 'e wouldn't back an' fill | G |
| An' argue with 'imself an' 'esitate | F |
| Once 'e 'ad seen the way 'E'd find the will | G |
| To go an' do the thing 'e 'ad to straight | F |
| That's 'ow I was an' now Ar strike a light | F |
| Life gits so mixed I can't git nothin' right | F |
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| But wot's the use A bloke 'as got to own | H |
| When once 'e 'as responsibility | F |
| Ther's certin games is better left alone | H |
| Wot might be done if 'e was only free | F |
| Ther's certin things Oh wot's the flamin' good | F |
| A 'usband alwiz gits misun'erstood | F |
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| It's no use hintin' If yeh want it straight | F |
| Me an' me wife ain't seenin' eye to eye | I |
| All ain't been peace an' 'armony uv late | F |
| An' clouds is comin' up in our clear sky | I |
| I ain't to blame an' yet no more's Doreen | J |
| It's jist 'ard Fate 'as shoved 'is oar between | J |
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| All marrid blokes will understand me well | K |
| I ain't addressin' no remarks to those | L |
| ' o've learnt but 'arf uv life The things I tell | K |
| Is fer the ears uv fellermen that knows | L |
| Them symperthetic 'usbands 'oo 'ave 'eard | F |
| The fog 'orn soundin' in the wifely word | F |
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| Fer when stern jooty grips a 'usband's 'eart | F |
| That's me an' eggs 'im on to start a scene | J |
| That's like to tear two 'appy lives apart | F |
| In spite uv all 'er carin' That's Doreen | J |
| Why there you 'ave a story that would make | M |
| A bonzer movie with a bit uv fake | M |
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| But 'ere's the plot When my pal Ginger Mick | N |
| Chucked in 'is alley in this war we won | B |
| 'E left things tangled fer 'e went too quick | N |
| Fer makin' last requests uv anyone | B |
| 'E jist sez to the world when last 'e spoke | O |
| 'Look after Rose ' 'E was a trustful bloke | O |
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| Rose lives in Spadgers Lane She lived them days | P |
| Fer Mick's returnin' When 'e never came | Q |
| If she lost 'old an' took to careless ways | P |
| Well I ain't sayin' she was much to blame | Q |
| An' I don't worry till I 'ear she's took | R |
| Or thinks uv takin' on to ways that's crook | R |
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| Although I'm vegetatin' on a farm | S |
| I gets a city whisper now an' then | T |
| An' when I 'ear she's like to come to 'arm | S |
| Amongst a push uv naughty spieler men | T |
| I gets the wind up This is all I see | F |
| Mick was my cobber so it's up to me | F |
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| That's all I see quite clear with my two eyes | U |
| But marrid blokes will understand once more | E |
| When I remarks that marrid blokes is wise | U |
| 'Oo 'ave the sense to take a squint through four | E |
| Four eyes is needed in reviewin' plans | V |
| Their vision's broader than a single man's | V |
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| But when them four eyes sees two ways at once | W |
| Gets crossed Ar well ther's things in marrid life | A |
| For which a hint's enough fer any dunce | W |
| Ther's certin things between a man an' wife | A |
| That can't be quite But take this fer a fack | R |
| Don't start things uv a mornin' It ain't tack | R |
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| That was me first bad break I should 'ave seen | J |
| The supper things washed up an' 'elped a bit | F |
| An' then 'ave broke it gently to Doreen | J |
| Promiscus like I jist 'ad thought uv it | F |
| But I done worse I blurts wot I'd to say | W |
| Upon the mornin' uv a washin' day | W |
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| There's gumption fer yeh eight years I been hitched | F |
| Eight years uv trainin' an' I fall down flat | F |
| Like some poor love sick softy 'oo gets switched | F |
| Fer tellin' 'sweetie' 'e don't like 'er 'at | F |
| When she's jist come frum 'avin' rows no end | F |
| About it's trimmin' with 'er dearest friend | F |
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| I owns me ta'tic's crook But all the same | S |
| Ther' weren't no need fer certin things she said | F |
| Wantin' to do good acts don't call fer blame | S |
| Even on tackless 'usban's eight years wed | F |
| A bloke 'oo jist suggests a 'armless plan | C |
| Don't need remindin' 'e's a marrid man | C |
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| 'Struth Don't I know it Can I well ferget | F |
| While I still 'ave two 'ealthy ears to 'ark | R |
| Not that she torks an' mags a lot but yet | F |
| Ther's somethin' in 'er choice uv a remark | R |
| That gets there worse than yappin' all day long | R |
| An' makes me pure intentions look dead wrong | R |
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| It seems it ain't right fer a marrid bloke | R |
| To rescue maids I starts to answer back | R |
| But got took up before I 'ardly spoke | R |
| An' innercent designs is painted black | R |
| I calls attention to the knights uv old | F |
| But tin knights an' romance iist leaves 'er cold | F |
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| I read 'er meanin' plain in 'er cool eye | I |
| Aw strike I ain't admirin' Rose Wot Me | F |
| But when 'er look sez 'Rats ' where's the reply | I |
| A man can give an' keep 'is dignity | F |
| It can't be done When they git on that lay | W |
| Wise coves adjourns the meet an' fades away | W |
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| That's wot I done I gits out uv the 'ouse | W |
| All dignified An' jist to show 'er 'ow | X |
| Reel unconcerned I am I starts to rouse | W |
| Me neighbour Wally Free about 'is cow | R |
| Wot's got in to me cabbages an' et | F |
| Close on a row uv 'em I'll shoot 'er yet | F |
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| A batchelor 'e is this Wally Free | F |
| A soljer bloke that come this way last year | E |
| An' took the little farm nex' door to me | F |
| When I gets mad 'e grins frum ear to ear | E |
| An' sez 'Cool orf ' 'e sez 'It's plain your wool | Y |
| 'As been pulled 'ard this mornin' ' 'E's a fool | Z |
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| If 'e don't mend that fence Ar wot's the good | F |
| I lets 'im go an' sneaks be'ind the shed | F |
| An' sits there broodin' on a pile uv wood | F |
| Ther's certin things she might 'ave left unsaid | F |
| Ther' wasn't nothin' fer to make 'er go | R |
| An' dig up chance remarks uv years ago | R |
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| Me problem's this Either I 'urts Doreen | J |
| By doin' things with which she don't agree | F |
| Or lets Rose slide an' treats me cobber mean | J |
| Ole Ginger Mick 'oo 'ad no friend but me | F |
| I ain't a ringtail but by gum it's tough | A2 |
| I loves me wife too much to treat 'er rough | A2 |
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| If I was single 'Struth 'Oo wants to be | F |
| Fool batchelors can larf their silly larf | A2 |
| An' kid theirselves they got a pull on me | F |
| I'm out uv sorts that's all an' more than 'arf | A2 |
| Inclined to give some coot a crack right now | R |
| Fer pref'rince some insultin' single cow | R |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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