Sister Ann Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCCDED FGFGHIHHIBI JKJKLFLLFMF JNJNOPOOPQR STSTUVUUVRV WXWNYPYYPNP TZTZA2HA2A2HB2HI'm lyin' in a narrow bed | A |
'N' starin' at a wall | B |
Where all is white my plastered head | A |
Is whitest of it all | B |
My life is jist a whitewashed blank | C |
With flamin' spurts of pain | D |
I dunno who I've got to thank | C |
I've p'raps been trod on by a tank | C |
Or caught out in the rain | D |
When skies were peltin' fish plates bricks | E |
'n' lengths of bullock chain | D |
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I'm lyin' here a sulky swine | F |
'N' hatin' of the bloke | G |
Who's in the doss right next to mine | F |
With 'arf his girders broke | G |
He never done no 'arm t me | H |
'N' he's pertickler ill | I |
But I have got him snouted see | H |
'N' all old earth beside but she | H |
Come with the chemist's swill | I |
'N' puts a kind soft 'and on mine 'n' all | B |
my nark is still | I |
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She ain't a beaut she's thirty two | J |
She scales eleven stone | K |
But 'struth I didn't think it true | J |
There was such women grown | K |
She's nurse 'n' sister mum 'n' dad | L |
'N' all that straight 'n' fine | F |
In every girl I ever had | L |
When Gabr'el comes 'n' all the glad | L |
Young saints are tipped the sign | F |
You'll see this donah take her place first | M |
angel in the line | F |
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She's sweet 'n' cool her touch is dew | J |
Wet lilies on yer brow | N |
Jist 'ark et me what never knew | J |
Of lilies up to now | N |
She fits your case in 'arf a wink | O |
'N' knows how why 'n' where | P |
If you are five days gone in drink | O |
N' hoverin' on perdition's brink | O |
It is her brother there | P |
God how pain will take a man and | Q |
He has spoke with her | R |
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I dunno if she ever sleeps | S |
Ten minutes at a stretch | T |
A dozen times a night she creeps | S |
To soothe a screamin' wretch | T |
Who has a tiger headed Hun | U |
A gnawin' at his chest | V |
'N' when the long 'ard flght is won | U |
'N' he is still 'n' nearly done | U |
She smiles down on his rest | V |
'N' minds me of a mother with a baby at her | R |
breast | V |
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The curly kid we cuddled when | W |
There was no splendid row | X |
It seemed a little matter then | W |
But feels so wondrous now | N |
It's part of her She's Joan iv Ark | Y |
Flo Nightingale all fair | P |
'N' dinkum dames who've made their mark | Y |
If she comes tip toe in the dark | Y |
We blighters feel her there | P |
The whole pack perks up like a bird 'n' | N |
sorter takes the air | P |
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She chats you in a 'Ighland botch | T |
But if our Sis saw fit | Z |
To pitch Hindoo instead of Scotch | T |
I'd get the hang of it | Z |
Because her heart it is that talks | A2 |
What now is plain to me | H |
At war where bloody murder stalks | A2 |
'N' Nick his hottest samples hawks | A2 |
I have been given to see | H |
What simple human kindness is what | B2 |
brotherhood may be | H |
Edward George Dyson
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