German Joe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEED FGFGCDBBD HIHIJDKKD LMLMJDNND OPOPIDDDD QBQBRDSSD TLTLRDEED

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 mineE
Restless and rickety German JoeD
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Down in the gully and up the rangeF
Stung by the gale and the hate hot sunG
Never a greeting to give in changeF
Never a tip from the nearest runG
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 marineH
Struck it you say at the river headI
Back where the bellowing bunyip s seenH
Out beyond everywhere rich and redI
Left it for tucker and lost the trackJ
Blazed till your arm couldn t strike a blowD
Gravel that gleams with the golden stuffK
Nuggets shust like as der plums in duffK
What are you giving us German JoeD
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Blaze Yes you strike for the Granite StairL
Make to the left when you cross the creekM
South till you meet with a monkey bearL
Tramp in his tracks for about a weekM
Then you can travel the sky line backJ
So long old chap if you re bound to goD
Don t you forget when you re rich and greatN
Who laid you on to the lost lead mateN
Mad as a hatter is German JoeD
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Laugh as they may they will stand his friendsO
Right as rain when the old man takesP
Down to his bunk in the hut and spendsO
Seven weeks fighting the fever and shakesP
Muttering still of his lucky leadI
Vhisper I leds you all in der knowD
Den you pe richer nor as der pankD
Boys he s a man if he is a crankD
Whisky and physic for German JoeD
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Now he s abroad in a wild dream landQ
Baring his breast to the river breezeB
Out where the rock ribbed ridges standQ
Telling his tale to the secret treesB
Swift as the shadows his visions glideR
Over the plains where the mad winds blowD
Cover his face now and carve a stoneS
Henceforth his spirit must seek aloneS
Dead as a door nail is German JoeD
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Bushmen have yarned of a ghost that wentT
Blazing a track from the Granite StairL
Down to a shaft and a tattered tentT
Many days journey from anywhereL
Others have said that the bushmen liedR
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 George Dyson



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