Rosie Roberts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHFIJGKAL| I was sick but more than that I was mad | A |
| At the crooked police and the crooked game of life | B |
| So I wrote to the Chief of Police at Peoria | C |
| I am here in my girlhood home in Spoon River | D |
| Gradually wasting away | E |
| But come and take me I killed the son | F |
| Of the merchant prince in Madam Lou's | G |
| And the papers that said he killed himself | H |
| In his home while cleaning a hunting gun | F |
| Lied like the devil to hush up scandal | I |
| For the bribe of advertising | J |
| In my room I shot him at Madam Lou's | G |
| Because he knocked me down when I said | K |
| That in spite of all the money he had | A |
| I'd see my lover that night | L |
Edgar Lee Masters
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