Repaired Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABB CDCCDD EFEEFF GHGGII JFJJFF IIIIII IIIIII KLKKML CFCCNN| Hauled I was from out the tip | A |
| Fritz made with his demonstration | B |
| All broke up a fractured hip | A |
| In me Darby Kell a rip | A |
| Settn' up a cool sensation | B |
| Like excessive ventilation | B |
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| One 'and cluttered up a treat | C |
| On me oath you wouldn't know it | D |
| From a 'and some plate of meat | C |
| They had sorter pied me feet | C |
| And a bullet of the foe hit | D |
| Where no decent bloke could show it | D |
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| 'Arf a year they've botched me now | E |
| Ev'ry scientific schemer | F |
| In the cor' has faked me prow | E |
| Soled 'n' heeled a bloke somehow | E |
| Gawd the last one was a screamer | F |
| Wirin' up me flamin' femur | F |
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| Comes a guy and pipes you square | G |
| Gogglin' at you through his glasses | H |
| Swings you in the barber's chair | G |
| Tilts you this end up with care | G |
| Lets you have a whiff of gasses | I |
| Chattin' off hand with the lasses | I |
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| Then he slices clean 'n' swift | J |
| Like a cobbler cuts his leather | F |
| Gives the splintered knob a lift | J |
| S'elp me tater it's a gift | J |
| How they glues you all together | F |
| Sayin' it's bin nicer weather | F |
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| Surgeon wipes his 'ands a verse | I |
| Chort e softly as he pitches | I |
| Probes and sponges to the nurse | I |
| Thinks the lunch might have bin worse | I |
| Close your little gap he hitches | I |
| Whistlin' as he jabs the stitches | I |
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| I'm caught in with fiddle strings | I |
| Stuck about with bits 'n' patches | I |
| Fixed with ligatures 'n' springs | I |
| Lath 'n' plastered swung in slings | I |
| Skewered with little wooden matches | I |
| Hung with hinges knobs 'n' latches | I |
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| Till I lay behind me screen | K |
| Serious 'n' sober one day | L |
| Satisfied 'n' all serene | K |
| 'Arf a man 'n' 'arf machine | K |
| What they winds up ev'ry Monday | M |
| 'N' it tilts all ways by Sunday | L |
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| 'Ome again I'll come a neat | C |
| Semi autymatic loafer | F |
| Number up 'n' all complete | C |
| Creakin' round on Collins Street | C |
| With a license which I'll owe for | N |
| My own car and my own shofer | N |
Edward Dyson
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