The Grog-an'grumble Steeplechase Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD CECEFGHG CICIFJFJ HKHKALAL EJEJMNMN OPOPQRQR'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog an' Grumble | A |
In the days before the bushman was a dull 'n' heartless drudge | B |
An' they say the local meeting was a drunken rough and tumble | A |
Which was ended pretty often by an inquest on the judge | B |
An' 'tis said the city talent very often caught a tartar | C |
In the Grog an' Grumble sportsman 'n' returned with broken heads | D |
For the fortune life and safety of the Grog an' Grumble starter | C |
Mostly hung upon the finish of the local thoroughbreds | D |
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Pat M'Durmer was the owner of a horse they called the Screamer | C |
Which he called the quickest stepper 'twixt the Darling and the sea | E |
And I think it's very doubtful if the stomach troubled dreamer | C |
Ever saw a more outrageous piece of equine scenery | E |
For his points were most decided from his end to his beginning | F |
He had eyes of different colour and his legs they wasn't mates | G |
Pat M'Durmer said he always came widin a flip of winnin' | H |
An' his sire had come from England 'n' his dam was from the States | G |
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Friends would argue with M'Durmer and they said he was in error | C |
To put up his horse the Screamer for he'd lose in any case | I |
And they said a city racer by the name of Holy Terror | C |
Was regarded as the winner of the coming steeplechase | I |
But he said he had the knowledge to come in when it was raining | F |
And irrevelantly mentioned that he knew the time of day | J |
So he rose in their opinion It was noticed that the training | F |
Of the Screamer was conducted in a dark mysterious way | J |
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Well the day arrived in glory 'twas a day of jubilation | H |
With careless hearted bushmen for a hundred miles around | K |
An' the rum 'n' beer 'n' whisky came in waggons from the station | H |
An' the Holy Terror talent were the first upon the ground | K |
Judge M'Ard with whose opinion it was scarcely safe to wrestle | A |
Took his dangerous position on the bark and sapling stand | L |
He was what the local Stiggins used to speak of as a wessel | A |
Of wrath and he'd a bludgeon that he carried in his hand | L |
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Off ye go the starter shouted as down fell a stupid jockey | E |
Off they started in disorder left the jockey where he lay | J |
And they fell and rolled and galloped down the crooked course and rocky | E |
Till the pumping of the Screamer could be heard a mile away | J |
But he kept his legs and galloped he was used to rugged courses | M |
And he lumbered down the gully till the ridge began to quake | N |
And he ploughed along the siding raising earth till other horses | M |
An' their riders too were blinded by the dust cloud in his wake | N |
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From the ruck he'd struggled slowly they were much surprised to find him | O |
Close abeam of the Holy Terror as along the flat they tore | P |
Even higher still and denser rose the cloud of dust behind him | O |
While in more divided splinters flew the shattered rails before | P |
Terror Dead heat they were shouting Terror but the Screamer hung out | Q |
Nose to nose with Holy Terror as across the creek they swung | R |
An' M'Durmer shouted loudly Put yer toungue out put yer tongue out | Q |
An ' the Screamer put his tongue out and he won by half a tongue | R |
Henry Lawson
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