The Jilted Lover To His Mother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGDDHH

You needn't pray for me old lady I don't want no one's prayerA
I'm fit and jolly as ever I was you needn't think I careA
When I go whistling down the road when the warm night is fallingB
She needn't think I'm whistling her it's another girl I'm callingB
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If I pass her house a dozen times or fifty times a dayC
She needn't think I think of her my work lies out that wayC
If they should tell her I've grown thin for that is what they've told meD
This cursed weather counts for that and not the girl who sold meD
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And if they say I'm off my feed I still can tip a canE
If I get drunk what's that to her I am not her young manE
I know I've had a lucky let off she ain't no class she ain'tF
For all she looked like a bush o' roses and talked like a story book saintF
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I never give a thought to her Don't worry your old headG
I've quite forgot her pretty ways and the cruel things she saidG
There's lots of other gals to be had as any chap can seeD
So you cheer up you've got no call to go and pray for meD
But all the same if you want to pray you'd best pray God take care of themH
For if I catch them two together by hell I'll swing for the pair of themH

E. (edith) Nesbit



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