German Joe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEFD GHGHCDBBD IJIJKDL MNMNKDOO PQPQJD RD SBSBTDUUD VMVMTDEED

Skirting the swamp and the tangled scrubA
Tramping and turning amidst the treesB
Carrying nothing but blankets and grubA
Careless of pleasure and health and easeB
Hither and thither with never a goalC
Heavy and solemn and stiff and slowD
Seeking a track and a long lost lineE
'Blazed avay to dot lead of mine 'F
Restless and rickety German JoeD
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Down in the gully and up the rangeG
Stung by the gale and the hate hot sunH
Never a greeting to give in changeG
Never a tip from the nearest runH
Seeking a guide to a golden holeC
Lost in the lone land long agoD
Left in the keep of the hills and treesB
Jealous to have and to hold are theseB
Hope you may get it though German JoeD
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'Likely old yarn for a horse marineI
Struck it you say at the river headJ
Back where the bellowing bunyip's seenI
Out beyond everywhere rich and redJ
Left it for tucker and lost the trackK
Blazed till your arm couldn't strike a blowD
Gravel that gleams with the golden stuffL
Nuggets 'shust like as der plums in duff '-
What are you giving us German Joe '-
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'Blaze Yes you strike for the Granite StairM
Make to the left when you cross the creekN
South till you meet with a monkey bearM
Tramp in his tracks for about a weekN
Then you can travel the sky line backK
So long old chap if you're bound to goD
Don't you forget when you're rich and greatO
Who laid you on to the lost lead mateO
Mad as a hatter is German Joe '-
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Laugh as they may they will stand his friendsP
Right as rain when the old man takesQ
Down to his bunk in the hut and spendsP
Seven weeks fighting the fever and shakesQ
Muttering still of his lucky leadJ
'Vhisper I leds you all in der knowD
Den you pe richer nor as der pank '-
Boys he's a man if he is a crankR
Whiskey and physic for German JoeD
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Now he's abroad in a wild dream landS
Baring his breast to the river breezeB
Out where the rock ribbed ridges standS
Telling his tale to the secret treesB
Swift as the shadows his visions glideT
Over the plains where the mad winds blowD
Cover his face now and carve a stoneU
Henceforth his spirit must seek aloneU
Dead as a door nail is German JoeD
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Bushmen have yarned of a ghost that wentV
Blazing a track from the Granite StairM
Down to a shaft and a tattered tentV
Many days' journey from anywhereM
Others have said that the bushmen liedT
Liars or not it is true we knowD
Men have discovered a golden mineE
Out in the track of an old blazed lineE
Led by the spirit of German JoeD

Edward Dyson



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