Jones' Mare. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCD A EEFF A GGHH I IIJJ I HHKK I LLII I MMNN I LLOO I PPQQ I RRSS

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Now Farmer Jones was noted for fast horses on his placeB
And also as the father of a son with freckled faceB
And hair so red it looked as if it had been dyed in bloodC
And Ephraim was the masher of the country neighborhoodD
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This Ephraim Jones' yellow mare she was no nice and fleetE
That all the girls for miles around on Eph were very sweetE
In hopes to get a ride or two behind her on the roadF
With sleigh bells jingling 'round her neck some day when it had snowedF
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Or else to spin along the pike with buggy top let downG
And ribbons sailing out behind when Eph would drive to townG
The envy of the country boys and many maidens fairH
A casting wistful glances at the youth with reddish hairH
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This thing went on till finally our Ephraim fell in loveI
With Tildy Ann Serepty Brown as gentle as a doveI
Of all the girls around about the reigning country bellJ
Whose father was as rich as cream he'd struck an oil wellJ
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About three nights in every week could Ephraim's yellow mareH
Be found a standing hitched outside while he was courting thereH
And so the boys with envy mad and jealousy arousedK
To humble Eph hit on a plan they heartily espousedK
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If anything in all the world beside sweet Tildy AnnL
Was dear to Ephraim's eye and heart it was his claybank FanL
He boasted of her speed and looks and of her pedigreeI
Said more intelligence in a brute no man would ever seeI
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He kept her curried till her coat it shone like burnished goldM
With silver mounted harness on a beauty to beholdM
A brand new buggy hitched to her a glinting in the sunN
She took the cake for speed and style from every other oneN
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They heard that Eph one night would call upon his Tildy AnnL
To make arrangements all complete to carry out a planL
It would be Sunday following when all in style he'd goO
With Tildy and the yellow mare to the country bonnet showO
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Supplied with brushes cans of paint of every shade and hueP
And to furnish light by which to work a bull's eye lantern tooP
At ten o'clock that night so dark you couldn't see a winkQ
They striped his Fan with red and brown and black and blue and pinkQ
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Next morning when he went to feed and opened wide the doorR
No zebra that was ever foaled could boast the stripes she woreR
Her ears were white her legs were green her tail was fiery redS
And as he gazed upon her then I can't tell what he saidS

George W. Doneghy



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