Alf-s Fourth Bit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDED FGHGBIJA AKBK

Rudyard the dud yardA
Rudyard the false measureB
Told 'em that gloryC
Ain't always a pleasureB
But said it wuz glorious neverthelessD
To lick the boots of the blokeE
That makes the worst messD
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Keep up the grand systemF
Don't tell what you knowG
Your grandad got the rough edgeH
Ain't it always been soG
Your own ma' warn't no betterB
Than the Duchess of KaughI
My cousin's named BaldwinJ
An' 'e looks like a tofftA
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You 'ark to the sargentA
And don't read no booksK
Go to God like a sojerB
What counts is the looksK

Ezra Pound



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