The Princess's Finger-nail: A Tale Of Nonsense Land Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHHIIJJKK LLMMNOPQRRSSTTUUEEKK VVWWKKGXYJZZA2A2OEGG FF

All through the Castle of High bred EaseA
Where the chief employment was do as you pleaseA
Spread consternation and wild despairB
The queen was wringing her hands and hairB
The maids of honor were sad and solemnC
The pages looked blank as they stood in columnC
The court jester blubbered 'Boo hoo boo hoo'D
The cook in the kitchen dropped tears in the stewE
And all through the castle went sob and wailF
For the princess had broken her finger nailF
The beautiful Princess Red as a RoseG
Bride elect of the Lord High NoseG
Broken her finger nail down to the quickH
No wonder the queen and her court were sickH
Never sorrow so dread beforeI
Had dared to enter that castle doorI
Oh what would my Lord His High Nose sayJ
When she took off her glove on her wedding dayJ
The fairest princess in Nonsense LandK
With a broken finger nail on her handK
'Twas a terrible terrible accidentL
And they called a meeting of parliamentL
And never before that royal CourtM
Had come such question of grave importM
As 'How could you hurry a nail to grow 'N
And the skill of the kingdom was called to showO
They sent for Monsieur File 'em offP
He smoothed down the corners so ragged and roughQ
They sent for Madame la Diamond DustR
Who lived on the fingers of upper crustR
They sent for Professor de Chamois SkinS
Who took her powder and rubbed it inS
They sent for the pudgy nurse Fat on the boneT
To bathe her finger in eau de CologneT
And they called the Court surgeon Monsieur Red TapeU
To hear what he thought of the new nail's shapeU
Over the kingdom the telegrams flewE
Which told how the finger nail thrived and grewE
And all through the realm of Nonsense LandK
They offered up prayers for the princess's handK
At length the glad tidings were heard with a shoutV
That the princess's finger nail had grown outV
Pointed and polished and pink and cleanW
Befitting the hand of a some day queenW
Salutes were fired all over the landK
By the home guard battery pop gun bandK
And great was the joy of my Lord High NoseG
Who straightway ordered his wedding clothesX
And paid his tailor Don Wait for ayeY
Who died of amazement the self same dayJ
My lord by a jury was judged insaneZ
For they said and the truth of the saying was plainZ
That a lord of such very high pedigreeA2
Would never be paying his bills you seeA2
Unless he was out of his head and soO
They locked him up without more adoE
And the beautiful Princess Red as a RoseG
Pined for her lover my Lord High NoseG
Till she entered a convent and took the veilF
And this is the end of my nonsense taleF

Ella Wheeler Wilcox



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