Hod Putt Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJFKL| Here I lie close to the grave | A |
| Of Old Bill Piersol | B |
| Who grew rich trading with the Indians and who | C |
| Afterwards took the Bankrupt Law | D |
| And emerged from it richer than ever | E |
| Myself grown tired of toil and poverty | F |
| And beholding how Old Bill and other grew in wealth | G |
| Robbed a traveler one Night near Proctor's Grove | H |
| Killing him unwittingly while doing so | I |
| For which I was tried and hanged | J |
| That was my way of going into bankruptcy | F |
| Now we who took the bankrupt law in our respective ways | K |
| Sleep peacefully side by side | L |
Edgar Lee Masters
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