If This Is Fame, Who Needs It? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJ KLMN OOBOPQA

Witches have to their graves sought this deadly gloryA
Sorcerers and night runners naked exhausted in the questB
Magicians and circus artists in deadly pranks have soughtC
And even legends in a lifetime only a pale shadow of yoursD
Celebrities do on stilts enjoy but too often tumble into tombsE
And from grace to grass often becomes their epitaphsF
Beauty pageants frown when wrinkles at sunset knock on their doorsG
Napoleons Churchills have done what the Mandelas and Shaka Zulus haveH
With hard labour time pain and bloodI
Inscribed their names in the history booksJ
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But you tiny invisible CoronaK
In such a short spun of life have wrought such deadly havocL
And brought the whole world to a bloody haltM
And made a homely abode on everyone's lipsN
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Now stop this evil exaggeration Devil's foster sonO
Your father was cursed and cast out of heavenO
For this vicious vainly questB
Real movie stars know when to cut the actionO
But yours is utter bloody sadismP
Stop Or else there will not be a page enough to contain your evilsQ
Nor shall survive any historian of repute to record your crueltyA

Furaha Gandi
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