A Poor Excuse, But Our Own Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDCDE FGFGC HFHFIJ KLKLJJ

Why don't you ever write any child poetryA
A MOTHERB
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My right hand neighbour hath a childC
A pretty child of five or sixD
Not more than other children wildC
Nor fuller than the rest of tricksD
At five he rises shine or rainE
And noisily plays 'fire' or 'train '-
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Likewise a girl aetatis eightF
He hath Each morning as a ruleG
Proudly my neighbour will relateF
How bright Mathilda is at schoolG
My ardour less than half of mildC
Bids me to comment 'Wondrous child '-
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All through the vernal afternoonH
My other neighbour's children skateF
A wild Bacchantic rigadoonH
On rollers nor does it abateF
Till dark and then his babies cryI
What time I fain would versifyJ
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Did I but set myself to singK
A children's song I'd stand revealedL
A bard that did the infant thingK
As well as Riley or 'Gene FieldL
I could write famous Children StuffJ
If they'd keep quiet long enoughJ

Franklin Pierce Adams



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