In Grandmamma's Kitchen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHHHCC HIHIII| In grandmamma's kitchen things got in a riot | A |
| The cream in a pot on the shelf | B |
| Where everything always seemed peaceful and quiet | A |
| Got whipped for I heard it myself | B |
| And grandmamma said such a queer thing to say | C |
| That it made some things better to whip them that way | C |
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| Some bold naughty eggs that refused to be eaten | D |
| On toast with their brothers may be | E |
| Were stripped of their clothing and cruelly beaten | D |
| Right where all the dishes could see | E |
| And grandmamma said though the poor things might ache | F |
| The harder the beating the lighter the cake | F |
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| The bright golden butter was petted and patted | G |
| And coaxed to be shapely and good | H |
| But it finally had to be taken and spatted | H |
| Right hard with a paddle of wood | H |
| When grandmamma carried the round balls away | C |
| The buttermilk sulked and looked sour all day | C |
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| The water declared that the coffee was muddy | H |
| But an egg settled that little fuss | I |
| Then the steak and the gridiron got in a bloody | H |
| And terrible broil Such a muss | I |
| And a flat iron spat at grandma in the face | I |
| And I ran away from the quarrelsome place | I |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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