Sister Ann Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCCDD EFEFGHGGHH IJIJKEKKEE ILILMNMMNO PQPQRSRRSS TUTLVNVVNN QWQWXGXXGG

I'm lyin' in a narrow bedA
'N' starin' at a wallB
Where all is white my plastered headA
Is whitest of it allB
My life is jist a whitewashed blankC
With flamin' spurts of painD
I dunno who I've got to thankC
I've p'raps been trod on by a tankC
Or caught out in the rainD
When skies were peltin' fish plates bricks 'n' lengths of bullock chainD
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I'm lyin' here a sulky swineE
'N' hatin' of the blokeF
Who's in the doss right next to mineE
With 'arf his girders brokeF
He never done no 'arm t meG
'N' he's pertickler illH
But I have got him snouted seeG
'N' all old earth beside but sheG
Come with the chemist's swillH
'N' puts a kind soft 'and on mine 'n' all my nark is stillH
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She ain't a beaut she's thirty twoI
She scales eleven stoneJ
But 'struth I didn't think it trueI
There was such women grownJ
She's nurse 'n' sister mum 'n' dadK
'N' all that straight 'n' fineE
In every girl I ever hadK
When Gabr'el comes 'n' all the gladK
Young saints are tipped the signE
You'll see this donah take her place first angel in the lineE
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She's sweet 'n' cool her touch is dewI
Wet lilies on yer browL
Jist 'ark et me what never knewI
Of lilies up to nowL
She fits your case in 'arf a winkM
'N' knows how why 'n' whereN
If you are five days gone in drinkM
N' hoverin' on perdition's brinkM
It is her brother thereN
God how pain will take a man and He has spoke with herO
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I dunno if she ever sleepsP
Ten minutes at a stretchQ
A dozen times a night she creepsP
To soothe a screamin' wretchQ
Who has a tiger headed HunR
A gnawin' at his chestS
'N' when the long 'ard flght is wonR
'N' he is still 'n' nearly doneR
She smiles down on his restS
'N' minds me of a mother with a baby at her breastS
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The curly kid we cuddled whenT
There was no splendid rowU
It seemed a little matter thenT
But feels so wondrous nowL
It's part of her She's Joan iv ArkV
Flo Nightingale all fairN
'N' dinkum dames who've made their markV
If she comes tip toe in the darkV
We blighters feel her thereN
The whole pack perks up like a bird 'n' sorter takes the airN
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She chats you in a 'Ighland botchQ
But if our Sis saw fitW
To pitch Hindoo instead of ScotchQ
I'd get the hang of itW
Because her heart it is that talksX
What now is plain to meG
At war where bloody murder stalksX
'N' Nick his hottest samples hawksX
I have been given to seeG
What simple human kindness is what brotherhood may beG

Edward Dyson



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