Butchered To Make A Dutchman's Holiday Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GDGD HIHI JFJ KDK LD

In prison cell I sadly sitA
A d d crest fallen chappieB
And own to you I feel a bitA
A little bit unhappyB
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It really ain't the place nor timeC
To reel off rhyming dictionD
But yet we'll write a final rhymeC
Whilst waiting cru ci fixionD
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No matter what 'end' they decideE
Quick lime or 'b'iling ile ' sirF
We'll do our best when crucifiedE
To finish off in style sirF
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But we bequeath a parting tipG
For sound advice of such menD
Who come across in transport shipG
To polish off the DutchmenD
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If you encounter any BoersH
You really must not loot 'emI
And if you wish to leave these shoresH
For pity's sake DON'T SHOOT 'EMI
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And if you'd earn a D S OJ
Why every British sinnerF
Should know the proper way to goJ
Is 'ASK THE BOER TO DINNER '-
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Let's toss a bumper down our throatK
Before we pass to HeavenD
And toast 'The trim set petticoatK
We leave behind in Devon '-
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At its end the manuscript is describedL
The Last Rhyme and Testament of Tony LumpkinD

Harry 'breaker' Harbord Morant



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