Where's My Billy Goat Gone To? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEBFG HGBGFG IJKJLJMJ NOPOQRSRFG TBUBVJWJFG XRYRZJFJFG'Twas a birthday gift Miss Posie had | A |
When she was nine and twenty | B |
Not of gold Oh no nor gem nor pearl | C |
Tho' he who gave had plenty | B |
'Twas a gift she took so much to heart | D |
Her neighbors thought her silly | B |
'Twas a B A B Y Baby Goat | E |
A snow white Baby Billy | B |
Pretty little Billy Billy Oh | F |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
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Take my home Take my farm | H |
Yes me too if you want to | G |
But tell me tell me | B |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
Pretty little Billy Billy Oh | F |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
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When she tried to teach him how to read | I |
Twas only baa he'd utter | J |
As she coaxed him then with cake and cream | K |
He'd slyly turn to butt her | J |
Yet he taught himself a thousand tricks | L |
And many a curious caper | J |
He would clamber to her chimney top | M |
And dine there on brown paper | J |
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When the winter came she bought him shoes | N |
And flannel red she ordered | O |
For a Sunday suit with trousers cut | P |
Four legged and embroidered | O |
On the steeple soon in tatters hung | Q |
They set the parson snarling | R |
And he called that goat Be el ze bub | S |
The one that she called Darling | R |
Pretty little Billy Billy Oh | F |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
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He was fond of roaming on the rocks | T |
With workmen in the quarry | B |
And if there he found their luncheon pails | U |
Not he but they were sorry | B |
For he raised aloft his iron brow | V |
Despite the foreman's clamor | J |
And the pails he crushed them one by one | W |
As with a blacksmith's hammer | J |
Pretty little Billy Billy Oh | F |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
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Then for pails replaced and pails concealed | X |
Each morning he went searching | R |
Till at last he found a shining prize | Y |
Upon a boulder perching | R |
Had he read its label Dynamite | Z |
He might have known his blunder | J |
But he gave it one tremendous blow | F |
And then came peals of thunder | J |
Pretty little Billy Billy Oh | F |
Where's my Billy Goat gone to | G |
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