The Bursting Of The Boom Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The shipping office clerks are short the manager is gruff	A
They cannot make reductions and the fares are low enough	A
They ship us West with cattle and we go like cattle too	B
And fight like dogs three times a day for what we get to chew	B
We ll have the pick of empty bunks and lots of stretching room	C
And go for next to nothing at the Bursting of the Boom	C
So wait till the Boom bursts we ll all get a show	D
Then when the Boom bursts is our time to go	D
We ll meet em coming back in shoals with looks of deepest gloom	C
But we re the sort that battle through at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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The captain s easy going when Fremantle comes in sight	E
He can t say when you ll get ashore perhaps tomorrow night	E
Your coins are few the charges high you must not linger here	F
You ll get your boxes from the hold when she s longside the pier	G
The launch will foul the gangway and the trembling bulwarks loom	C
Above a fleet of harbour craft at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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So wait till the Boom bursts we ll all get a show	D
He ll take you for a bob sir and where you want to go	D
He ll take the big portmanteau sir if he might so presume	C
You needn t hump your luggage at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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It s loafers Customs loafers and you pay and pay again	H
They hinder you and cheat you from the gangway to the train	I
The pubs and restaurants are full they haven t room for more	J
They charge us each three shillings for a shakedown on the floor	J
But Show this gentleman upstairs the first front parlour room	C
We ll see about your luggage sir at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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So wait till the Boom bursts we ll all get a show	D
And wait till the Boom bursts and swear mighty low	D
We mostly charge a pound a week How do you like the room	C
And Show this gentleman the bath at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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I go down to the timber yard I cannot face the rent	K
To get some strips of oregon to frame my hessian tent	K
To buy some scraps of lumber for a table or a shelf	L
The boss comes up and says I might just look round for myself	L
The foreman grunts and turns away as silent as the tomb	C
The boss himself will wait on me at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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So wait till the Boom bursts we ll all get a load	M
You had better take those scraps sir they re only in the road	M
Now where the hell s the carter you ll hear the foreman fume	C
And Take that timber round at once at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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Each one a penny grocer in his box of board and tin	N
Will think it condescending to consent to take you in	N
And not content with twice as much as what is just and right	E
They charge and cheat you doubly for the Boom is at its height	E
It s Take it now or leave it now your money or your room	C
But Who s attending Mr Brown at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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So wait till the Boom bursts and take what you can get	O
There s not the slightest hurry and your bill ain t ready yet	O
They ll call and get your orders until the crack o doom	C
And send them round directly at the Bursting of the Boom	C
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No Country and no Brotherhood such things are dead and cold	P
A camp from all the lands or none all mad for love of gold	P
Where T othersider number one makes slave of number two	B
And the vilest women of the world the vilest ways pursue	B
And men go out and slave and bake and die in agony	Q
In western hells that God forgot where never man should be	Q
I feel a prophet in my heart that speaks the one word Doom	C
And aye you ll hear the Devil laugh at the Bursting of the Boom	C

Henry Lawson

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