Weary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FGFGHEHE IJIJKLKL AKAK MN OOOOKGKG| Aw I'm sick o' the whole darn human race | A |
| An' I'm sick o' this mundane ball | B |
| I'm sick o' the sight o' me brother's face | A |
| An' his works an' talk an' all | B |
| I'm sick o' the silly sounds I hear | C |
| I'm sick o' the sights I see | D |
| Ole Omar K he knew good cheer | E |
| An' it's much the same with me | D |
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| Gimme a bit o' a bough to sit | F |
| Beneath an' a book of rhyme | G |
| An' a cuddlemsome girl that sings a bit | F |
| But don't sing all the time | G |
| That's all I ask an' it's only just | H |
| For it's all that I hold dear | E |
| A bough an' a book an' a girl an' a crust | H |
| That an' a jug o' beer | E |
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| Then I'll cuddle me girl an' I'll quaff me ale | I |
| As we sit on the leafy floor | J |
| An' when the book an' the beer jug fail | I |
| I'll cuddle me girl some more | J |
| For jugs give out an' books get slow | K |
| But you can take my tip for square | L |
| Tho' the bough an' the book an' the beer jug go | K |
| The girl she's always there | L |
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| For I'm sick o' the sight o' me brother's face | A |
| An' the world's a sight too slow | K |
| An' I'm sick o' tryin' to go the pace | A |
| When there ain't no pace to go | K |
| I'm sick o' the 'gilded halls of vice ' | - |
| An' I'm sick o' the 'sainted shrine ' | - |
| I'm sick o' me own an' me friends' advice | M |
| An' the gold that won't be mine | N |
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| I'm sick o' the sound o' me fellow's voice | O |
| I'm sick o' his schemes an' shams | O |
| O' trying to choose when there ain't no choice | O |
| An' of damin' several dams | O |
| So gimme a girl that ain't too slow | K |
| You can keep your book of rhyme | G |
| An' you bough an' bread an' your beer Wot O | K |
| An' I'll cuddle her all the time | G |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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