Vi'lits Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCC DDEE DDEEFF G DD DDHHII JJDDII FFKKI LLIIDD FFIIII DDFFH FDDMM| I wus pickin' gipsy vi'lits fer to try an' square Doreen | A |
| We 'ad words about pianners fer she wants one awful keen | A |
| 'Igh words about 'igh toned idears an' like a love sick fool 'Ere I'm pickin' gipsy vl'llts when the kid come 'ome frum school | B |
| 'E started school a month ago an' ain't got very far | C |
| But judgin' be the scraps 'e 'as 'e's takin' after Par | C |
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| I tips there's somethin' wrong the way 'e sneaks around the 'ouse | D |
| An' then I seen 'is eye Oh strike 'E 'ad a bonzer mouse | D |
| A reel black eye that in me day I would 'a' worn wiv pride | E |
| But I'm a father now an' sez ''Ere son you git inside | E |
| An' show yer mother that there eye 'Ow did it come about ' | - |
| Sez 'e 'A big bloke gimme that I knocked the beggar out ' | - |
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| I looks fer 'arf a second at the fambily disgrace | D |
| Then I picks another vi'lit so 'e couldn't see me face | D |
| I wus grinnin' most unfatherlike an' feelin' good inside | E |
| 'You show yer Mar that eye uv yours I'm 'shamed uv you ' I lied | E |
| I watch 'im creep inside the 'ouse an' 'ear 'is mother's yell | F |
| An' then I straightens up me face an' goes inside as well | F |
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| 'Twus raw beef steak an' vinegar an' tears before she's done | G |
| An' the sort uv look she gimme sez 'Yeh see 'ow 'e's begun ' | - |
| I don't disturb the rites excep' to give some kind advice | D |
| In younger days I've caught black eyes an' give 'em once or twice | D |
| 'That big boy should be punished ' sez Doreen ''oo 'it our Bill ' | - |
| I pats the 'ero's bandages an' answers 'er ''E will ' | - |
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| That ev'nin' down be'ind the shed near where the scrub grows dense | D |
| I gives young Bill a lesson in the art uv self defence | D |
| I teaches 'im an uppercut that Ginger Mick tort me | H |
| In ole days down in Spadger's Lane I gits down on me knee | H |
| To show 'im 'ow to time 'is 'it 'E sneaks beneath me guard | I |
| Quite sudden while I'm yappin' an' 'e cracks me one reel 'ard | I |
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| Did it please me Wot do you think Strike That kid 'as got the knack | J |
| An' it pleased me all to pieces 'ow the ole game all came back | J |
| Left swings an' jolts an' short arm jabs the 'ole dash box uv tricks | D |
| Sich as we used down in the Lane when we wus short uv bricks | D |
| I'm showin' 'im a fancy 'it a reel ole ding dong clout | I |
| When the murderin' young savage tries to knock me front teeth out | I |
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| Uv course 'e 'urt 'is little 'and an' fetches out a yell | F |
| That brings Doreen down double quick An' then it wus merry 'ell | F |
| She grabs the kid up in 'er arms an' gives me sich a look | K |
| As I ain't seen since years ago when I done somethin' crook | K |
| 'You'll 'ave 'im like you wus ' she cries 'I'd sooner see 'im dead | I |
| You want to make'im ' 'Don't ' I sez 'We'll take the rest as said ' | - |
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| It 'urt to see 'er shieldin' 'im as tho' I wus a plague | L |
| An' ain't 'e mine as much as 'ers Yet I seen sort o' vague | L |
| The woman's way she looked at it the picters that she 'ad | I |
| Uv young Bill goin' to the pack an' follerin' 'is dad | I |
| I tries me 'ardest to ixplain an' made some fool ixcuse | D |
| But I'm marri'd to a woman an' Aw wot's the flamin' use | D |
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| I tells 'er if we'd 'ave young Bill keep up 'is end at school | F |
| 'E will 'ave to use 'is flippers but I sez it like a fool | F |
| I sez it like I wus ashamed to 'ave 'im learn to fight | I |
| When all the time down in me 'cart I knoo that I wus right | I |
| She just gives me another look an' goes in wiv the kid | I |
| An' me I picks them vi'lits up not knowin' wot I did | I |
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| I 'as them fool things in me 'and when I lobs in the 'ouse | D |
| An' makes bets wiv meself about the chances that she'll rouse | D |
| But 'er she comes the calm an' cold Think's I ''Ere's where I fall | F |
| Fer a forty quid pianner if I want to square it all | F |
| Goo' bye to forty lovely quid time paymint fifty three | H |
| Then all at once she smiles an' sez 'Did you pick those fer me ' | - |
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| 'Did you pick those fer me ' she sez 'Oh Bill ' 'an then 'Oh Bill ' | - |
| I 'ints I 'ad idears to leave 'em to 'er in me will | F |
| She grabs them dilly vi'lits an' she 'olds 'em to 'er nose | D |
| 'Oh Bill ' she smiles 'You alwus knoo 'ow fond I wus uv those | D |
| Oh Bill You dear ' She 'ugs me then jist in the same ole way | M |
| 'Struth I'm marri'd to a woman an' I'll learn young Bill some day | M |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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