The Stoush O' Day Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEEE FDFDG EHEHII EEEEEE EEEEJJ DKLKEE MNMNMM MEMEOO MEMEPP LQLQRR ENENSS D D EE DTDTEE| Ar these is 'appy days An' 'ow they've flown | A |
| Flown like the smoke of some inchanted fag | B |
| Since dear Doreen the sweetest tart I've known | A |
| Passed me the jolt that made me sky the rag | B |
| An' ev'ry golding day floats o'er a chap | C |
| Like a glad dream of some celeschil scrap | C |
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| Refreshed wiv sleep Day to the mornin' mill | D |
| Comes jauntily to out the nigger Night | E |
| Trained to the minute confident in skill | D |
| 'E swaggers in the East chock full o' skite | E |
| Then spars a bit an' plugs Night on the point | E |
| Out go the stars an' Day 'as jumped the joint | E |
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| The sun looks up an' wiv a cautious stare | F |
| Like some crook keekin' o'er a winder sill | D |
| To make dead cert'in everythink is square | F |
| 'E shoves 'is boko o'er an Eastem 'ill | D |
| Then rises wiv 'is dial all a grin | G |
| An' sez ' 'Ooray I knoo that we could win ' | - |
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| Sure of 'is title then the champeen Day | E |
| Begins to put on dawg among 'is push | H |
| An' as he mooches on 'is gaudy way | E |
| Drors tribute from each tree an' flow'r an' bush | H |
| An' w'ile 'e swigs the dew in sylvan bars | I |
| The sun shouts insults at the sneakin' stars | I |
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| Then lo the push o' Day rise to applaud | E |
| An' all 'is creatures clamour at 'is feet | E |
| Until 'e thinks 'imself a little gawd | E |
| An' swaggers on an' kids 'imself a treat | E |
| The w'ile the lurkin' barrackers o' Night | E |
| Sneak in retreat an' plan another fight | E |
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| On thro' the hours triumphant proud an' fit | E |
| The champeen marches on 'is up'ard way | E |
| Till at the zenith bli'me 'E is IT | E |
| And all the world bows to the Boshter Day | E |
| The jealous Night speeds ethergrams thro' space | J |
| 'Otly demandin' terms an' time an' place | J |
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| A w'ile the champeen scorns to make reply | D |
| 'E's taken tickets on 'is own 'igh worth | K |
| Puffed up wiv pride an' livin' mighty 'igh | L |
| 'E don't admit that Night is on the earth | K |
| But as the hours creep on 'e deigns to state | E |
| 'E'll fight for all the earth an' 'arf the gate | E |
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| Late afternoon Day feels 'is Gabby arms | M |
| An' tells 'imself 'e don't seem quite the thing | N |
| The 'omin' birds shriek clamorous alarms | M |
| An' Night creeps stealthily to gain the ring | N |
| But see The champeen backs an' fills becos | M |
| 'E doesn't feel the Boshter Bloke 'e was | M |
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| Time does a bunk as us u al nor stays | M |
| A single instant e'en at Day's be'est | E |
| Alas the 'eavy weight's 'igh livin' ways | M |
| 'As made 'im soft an' large around the vest | E |
| 'E sez 'e's fat inside 'e starts to whine | O |
| 'E sez 'e wants to dror the colour line | O |
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| Relentless nigger Night crawls thro' the ropes | M |
| Advancin' grimly on the quakin' Day | E |
| Whose noisy push shorn of their 'igh noon 'opes | M |
| Wait 'ushed an' anxious fer the comin' fray | E |
| And many lusty barrackers of noon | P |
| Desert 'im one by one traitors so soon | P |
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| 'E's out er form 'E 'asn't trained enough | L |
| They mark their sickly champeen on the stage | Q |
| An' narked the sun 'is backer in a huff | L |
| Sneaks outer sight red in the face wiv rage | Q |
| W'ile gloomy roosters they 'oo made the morn | R |
| Ring wiv 'is praises creep to bed forlorn | R |
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| All hint an' groggy grows the beaten Day | E |
| 'E staggers drunkenly about the ring | N |
| An owl loots jeerin'ly across the way | E |
| An' bats come out to mock the fallin' King | N |
| Now wiv a jolt Night spreads 'im on the floor | S |
| An' all the west grows ruddy wiv 'is gore | S |
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| A single vulgar star leers from the sky | D |
| An' in derision rudely mutters 'Yah ' | - |
| The moon Night's conkerbine comes glidin' by | D |
| An' laughs a 'eartless silvery 'Ha ha ' | - |
| Scorned beaten Day gives up the 'opeless fight | E |
| An' drops 'is bundle in the lap o' Night | E |
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| So goes each day like some celeschil mill | D |
| E'er since I met that shyin' little peach | T |
| 'Er bonzer voice I 'ear its music still | D |
| As when she guv that promise fer the beach | T |
| An' square an' all no matter 'ow yeh start | E |
| The commin end of most of us is Tart | E |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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