The Limit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE F FGHEHE

I CAN stand for the man with the cute little bowA
On the back of his green colored hatB
For there are a lot of good fellows I knowC
Who somehow have fallen for thatB
The fedora of plush is a lid I don't likeD
It's a fad that will never be missedE
But somehow I've always an itching to strikeD
The man with the watch on his wristE
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I've grown peevish at times at the ladylike manF
Who says 'Mercy me ' and 'O dear '-
And the chap in the ball room who uses a fanF
Is the chap I could swat on the earG
The swell with a cane in the crotch of his armH
Isn't human I often insistE
But some day somebody is going to harmH
The man with the watch on his wristE

Edgar Albert Guest



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