Judgment Day Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDBEEFFDDGBAAHH IIJGCBIBKKLLMNIIIBOO IIIB| Saint Peter stood at Heaven's gate | A |
| All souls claims to adjudicate | A |
| Saying to some souls 'Enter in ' | B |
| 'Go to Hell ' to others 'you are steeped in sin ' | B |
| When up from earth with a great hubbub | C |
| Came all the members of the Tuscarora Club | C |
| The angel Gabriel peering out | D |
| Said 'What the devil is this noise about ' | B |
| 'Gabe ' said Peter 'There's always lots of noise | E |
| At any get together of the Tuscarora boys | E |
| Those are anglers and they all tell lies | F |
| About the trout that got away their fierceness and their size | F |
| They want to enter Heaven for our brooks are full of trout | D |
| But I won't have any liars and I'll keep the whole gang out | D |
| No liars enter Heaven and I'll most distinctly tell | G |
| The whole danged Tuscarora Club it has to go to Hell ' | B |
| Then at a little distance from the precious pearly gate | A |
| The Tuscarora fellows paused to talk and cogitate | A |
| One Barr said this one Barr said that McAlpin had his say | H |
| But foxy Charley Roberts said 'This is the only way | H |
| 'You'd best leave this to me ' he said 'Just let me handle Pete | I |
| and in a trice we'll be inside upon the golden street | I |
| I'll show him that he's one of us because he used to be | J |
| Himself a brother fisher in the Sea of Gallilee | G |
| And I move you Mr President we make the poor old dub | C |
| An honorary member of the Tuscarora Club ' | B |
| 'Agreed Agreed ' the members cried but Manny Barr said 'Wait | I |
| Amend it thus 'PROVIDED That he didn't fish with bait '' | B |
| Saint Peter saw them coming but his face was hard and stern | K |
| He had formed his resolution from which he would not turn | K |
| Not even Roberts' palaver would ever change him so | L |
| He'd send the Tuscarorans anywhere but down below | L |
| But now upon his countenance there came a look of pain | M |
| He stepped from foot to foot and then from foot to foot again | N |
| He hailed a new come resident who near the portal stood | I |
| A goodly Christian gentleman whose name was Hubert Wood | I |
| He said to him 'Come here my friend and tend awhile this gate | I |
| Just take my place for half an hour I've got to urinate ' | B |
| With that Saint Peter hustled off The gate keeper pro tem | O |
| Observed the Tuscarorans and he waved his hand at them | O |
| 'Come in come in ' he shouted for he was an angler too | I |
| And he knew that anglers as a whole were earth's most harmless crew | I |
| So all the Tuscarorans got to heaven thanks to Wood | I |
| And the Secretary's last report says 'Fishing there is good ' | B |
Ellis Parker Butler
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