To A Vers Librist Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGGG GGHI JJKK AACC

Oh bard I said your verse is freeA
The shackles that encumber meA
The fetters that are my obsessionB
Are never gyves to your expressionB
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The fear of falsities in rhymeC
In metre quantity or timeC
Is never yours you sing alongD
Your unpremeditated songD
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Correct the young vers librist saidE
Whatever pops into my headE
I write and have but one small fetterF
I start each line with a capital letterF
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But rhyme and metre IshkebibbleG
Are actually negligibleG
I go ahead like all my schoolG
Without a single silly ruleG
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Of rhyme I am so reverentialG
He made me feel quite inconsequentialG
I shed some strongly saline tearsH
For bards I loved in younger yearsI
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If Keats had fallen for your fluffJ
I said he might have done good stuffJ
If Burns had thrown his rhymes awayK
His songs might still be sung to dayK
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O bards of rhyme and metre freeA
My gratitude goes out to yeA
For all your deathless lines ahemC
Let's see now What is one of themC

Franklin Pierce Adams



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