My Job Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ| I wonder where's a better job than buying cake and meat | A |
| And chocolate drops and sugar buns for little folks to eat | A |
| And who has every day to face a finer round of care | B |
| Than buying frills and furbelows for little folks to wear | B |
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| Oh you may brag how much you know and boast of what you do | C |
| And think an all important post has been assigned to you | C |
| But I've the greatest job on earth a task I'll never lose | D |
| I've several pairs of little feet to keep equipped with shoes | D |
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| I rather like the job I have though humble it may be | E |
| And little gold or little fame may come from it to me | E |
| It seems to me that life can give to man no finer joy | F |
| Than buying little breeches for a sturdy little boy | F |
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| My job is not to run the world or pile up bonds and stocks | G |
| It's just to keep two little girls in plain and fancy frocks | G |
| To dress and feed a growing boy whose legs are brown and stout | H |
| And furnish stockings just as fast as he can wear them out | H |
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| I would not for his crown and throne change places with a king | I |
| I've got the finest job on earth and unto it I'll cling | I |
| I know no better task than mine no greater chance for joys | J |
| Than serving day by day the needs of little girls and boys | J |
Edgar Albert Guest
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