How A Fisherman Corked Up His Foe In A Jar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKLKL MJMJNONO PQPQRIRI STSTUCUC VWVW

A fisherman lived on the shoreA
It's a habit that fishers affectB
And his life was a hideous boreA
He had nothing to do but collectB
Continual harvests of seaweed and shellsC
Which he stuck upon photograph framesD
To sell to the guests in the summer hotelsC
With the quite inappropriate namesD
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He would wander along by the edgeE
Of the sea and I know for a factF
From the pools with a portable dredgeE
He would curious creatures extractF
And during the season he always took lotsG
Of tourists out fishing for bassH
And showed them politely impossible spotsG
In the culpable way of his classH
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It happened one day as afarI
He roved on the glistening strandJ
That he chanced on a curious jarI
Which lay on a hummock of sandJ
It was closed at the mouth with a cork and a sealK
And over the top there was tiedL
A cloth and the fisherman couldn't but feelK
That he ought to see what was insideL
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But what were his fear and surpriseM
When the stopper he held in his handJ
For a genie of singular sizeM
Appeared in a trice on the sandJ
Who said in the roughest and rudest of tonesN
A monster you've foolishly freedO
I shall simply make way with you body and bonesN
And that with phenomenal speedO
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The fisherman looked in his faceP
And answered him boldly My friendQ
How you ever were packed in that spaceP
Is something I don't comprehendQ
Pray do me the favor to show me how youR
Can do it as large as you areI
The genie retorted That's just what I'll doR
And promptly re ntered the jarI
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The fisherman corked him up tightS
The genie protested and ravedT
But for all he accomplished he mightS
As well all his shouting have savedT
And whenever a generous bonus is paidU
The fisherman willingly tellsC
The singular tale of this trick that he playedU
To the guests in the summer hotelsC
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The Moral When fortune you strikeV
And you've slipped through a dangerous crackW
Get as forward as ever you likeV
But never oh never get backW

Guy Wetmore Carryl



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