Being Brave At Night Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC AADDCC EEAACC FFGEHECC| The other night 'bout two o'clock or maybe it was three | A |
| An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me | A |
| His trunk was wavin' in the air an' spoutin' jets of steam | B |
| An' he was out to eat me up but still I didn't scream | B |
| Or let him see that I was scared a better thought I had | C |
| I just escaped from where I was and crawled in bed with Dad | C |
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| One time there was a giant who was horrible to see | A |
| He had three heads and twenty arms an' he came after me | A |
| And red hot fire came from his mouths and every hand was red | D |
| And he declared he'd grind my bones and make them into bread | D |
| But I was just too smart for him I fooled him mighty bad | C |
| Before his hands could collar me I crawled in bed with Dad | C |
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| I ain't scared of nothin' that comes pesterin' me at night | E |
| Once I was chased by forty ghosts all shimmery an' white | E |
| An' I just raced 'em round the room an' let 'em think maybe | A |
| I'd have to stop an' rest awhile when they could capture me | A |
| Then when they leapt onto my bed Oh Gee But they were mad | C |
| To find that I had slipped away an' crawled in bed with Dad | C |
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| No giants ghosts or elephants have dared to come in there | F |
| 'Coz if they did he'd beat 'em up and chase 'em to their lair | F |
| They just hang 'round the children's rooms | G |
| an' snap an' snarl an' bite | E |
| An' laugh if they can make 'em yell | H |
| for help with all their might | E |
| But I don't ever yell out loud I'm not that sort of lad | C |
| I slip from out the covers and I crawl in bed with Dad | C |
Edgar Albert Guest
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summer: i enjoyed being brave at night and i liked Haidy and Summers comment a lot
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