Mrs. Malone And The Censor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGGHH IIJKLLK AA MNNL| When Mrs Malone got a letter from Pat | A |
| She started to read it aloud in her flat | A |
| 'Dear Mary ' it started 'I can't tell you much | B |
| I'm somewhere in France and I'm fightin' the Dutch | B |
| I'm chokin' wid news thot I'd like to relate | C |
| But it's little a soldier's permitted t' state | C |
| Do ye mind Red McPhee well he fell in a ditch | D |
| An' busted an arrm but I can't tell ye which | D |
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| 'An' Paddy O'Hara was caught in a flame | E |
| An' rescued by Faith I can't tell ye his name | E |
| Last night I woke up wid a terrible pain | F |
| I thought for awhile it would drive me insane | F |
| Oh the suff'rin I had was most dreadful t' bear | G |
| I'm sorry my dear but I can't tell ye where | G |
| The doctor he gave me a pill but I find | H |
| It's conthrary to rules t' disclose here the kind | H |
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| 'I've been t' the dintist an' had a tooth out | I |
| I'm sorry t' leave you so shrouded in doubt | I |
| But the best I can say is that one tooth is gone | J |
| The censor won't let me inform ye which one | K |
| I met a young fellow who knows ye right well | L |
| An' ye know him too but his name I can't tell | L |
| He's Irish red headed an' there with th' blarney | K |
| His folks once knew your folks back home in Killarney ' | - |
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| 'By gorry ' said Mrs Malone in her flat | A |
| 'It's hard t' make sinse out av writin' like that | A |
| But I'll give him as good as he sends that I will ' | - |
| So she went right to work with her ink well an' quill | M |
| An' she wrote 'I suppose ye're dead eager fer news | N |
| You know when ye left we were buyin' the shoes | N |
| Well the baby has come an' we're both doin' well | L |
| It's a Oh but that's somethin' they won't let me tell ' | - |
Edgar Albert Guest
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