Used-up Joe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBDB CBEB FBFBFBFB GBGBABAB HBHBIBIB BBBBABAB HBHBBBBB

I'm de only one left ob de Colony niggersA
How things do meander awayB
When dey count my yeahs dey break down on de figgersA
Fer things will meander awayB
I was heah when Columbus discubbered OhioC
I'm dyin' wid hunger todayB
Lock me up in a pantry day's filled wid mince pieD
Oh how things would meander awayB
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Brudder Gabriel blow I am ready to goC
I am tired ob dis long delayB
You've de wicked to warn better look for yer hornE
Fer things will meander awayB
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I's as poor as de turkey dat Job was its ownerF
How things do meander awayB
I'm as sick as de whale when he landed up JonarF
Fer things will meander awayB
I'm in debt for my day before yesterday's dinnerF
An' can't find de cash fer to payB
In dat Savin's Band game some one else was de winnerF
Fer things will meander awayB
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I'm a gnarly ole tree wid a hurricane fightin'G
How things do meander awayB
All de limbs are torn off an' de leabes gone akittin'G
Fer things will meander awayB
Send me home for repairs when de hurricane ceasesA
Remember de words dat I sayB
Tie me up in a bag an' don't stop for de piecesA
Fer things will meander awayB
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Had my right eye knocked out by a word dat I holleredH
How things do meander awayB
Called a white man a fool an' an axerdent folleredH
Fer things will meander awayB
Den a railroad collusion run ober some cattleI
An' one ob my limbs went astrayB
An' anudder I left on de cornfield ob battleI
Fer things will meander awayB
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Nitro glycerum cans are not safe to unsodderB
How things do meander awayB
An' wid circular saws 'tisn't wise fer to bodderB
Fer things will meander awayB
Dis ere top lock was lifted by red Injun debilsA
'Twas den de black wool become grayB
An' my last wooder leg was shot off by de rebelsA
For things will meander awayB
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Nicodemus my son in law long ago startedH
How things do meander awayB
An' dey say from de gum tree his bones hab departedH
Fer things will meander awayB
He will nebber come back let me tell ye no nebberB
To pick up his burden of clayB
Gib a mud turtle wings an' a free pass forebberB
Ob course he'll meander awayB

Henry Clay Work



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