The Thumbed Collar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEECC FFGGGG GGGGGG| Go up and change your collar ' mother often says to me | A |
| 'For you can't go out in that one it's as dirty as can be | A |
| There are splotches on the surface where they very plainly show ' | B |
| 'That is very queer ' I answer 'it was clean an hour ago ' | B |
| But I guess just what has happened and in this it's clearly summed | C |
| He who lets a baby love him often gets his collar thumbed | C |
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| I've been dressed up for a dinner in a shirt of snowy white | D |
| And I've stooped to kiss the rascal and his arms have held me tight | D |
| I have clasped him to my bosom as he gooed and gurgled then | E |
| I have found it necessary that I change my shirt again | E |
| For the snowy spotless surface with some sticky sweet was gummed | C |
| He who lets a baby love him often gets his linen thumbed | C |
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| I have gone downtown o' mornings thinking I was clean and neat | F |
| And have had some kind friend stop me as I walked along the street | F |
| With the startling information that I wore a collar soiled | G |
| As he saw the prints and traces where those little thumbs had toiled | G |
| And I've made this explanation it's a song I long have hummed | G |
| He who loves a little baby often get his collar thumbed | G |
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| And I'm rather proud I reckon to have people here allude | G |
| To the prints upon my collars they're my badge of servitude | G |
| They're the proudest marks I carry and I really dread the day | G |
| When there'll be no sticky fingers when I start to go away | G |
| To reach up and soil my neckwear and my heart sometimes is numbed | G |
| When I think the day is coming when my collars won't be thumbed | G |
Edgar Albert Guest
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