Indignation Jones Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJEKLMNOEPQN RSTU

You would not believe would youA
That I came from good Welsh stockB
That I was purer blooded than the white trash hereC
And of more direct lineage than theD
New Englanders And Virginians of Spoon RiverE
You would not believe that I had been to schoolF
And read some booksG
You saw me only as a run down manH
With matted hair and beardI
And ragged clothesJ
Sometimes a man's life turns into a cancerE
From being bruised and continually bruisedK
And swells into a purplish massL
Like growths on stalks of cornM
Here was I a carpenter mired in a bog of lifeN
Into which I walked thinking it was a meadowO
With a slattern for a wife and poor Minerva my daughterE
Whom you tormented and drove to deathP
So I crept crept like a snail through the daysQ
Of my lifeN
No more you hear my footsteps in the morningR
Resounding on the hollow sidewalkS
Going to the grocery store for a little corn mealT
And a nickel's worth of baconU

Edgar Lee Masters



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