Things That Mortals Eat There. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCDEEAADD FGHG IJIJEEKK ELEL| And what do you eat in the mess there compounded | A |
| For roast beef the gravy the soap man should claim | B |
| The soup some odd things might turn up if sounded | A |
| And other made dishes might turn up the same | B |
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| Decoctions that puzzle your chemical skill | C |
| You get if you call either coffee or tea | D |
| And milk that is made with and tastes of the swill | C |
| As like milk as wine is that often we see | D |
| Is like to the juice of the grape in perfection | E |
| Or like as the candidate after election | E |
| Is like the fair thing that we hoped or expected | A |
| Before the base thief was exposed or detected | A |
| As like truth and virtue and more is the pity | D |
| The men we elected to rule our own city | D |
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| In council while sitting though common we call them | F |
| In common opinion if people at large | G |
| Are's common in morals no worse could befal 'em | H |
| If Satan should take them at once in his charge | G |
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| If food as their filth was as plenty for diet | I |
| No lack would they feel of the coveted cash | J |
| Or power they maintain with the power of a riot | I |
| When heads of opponents are served up as hash | J |
| By Star chamber cooks of the club restoration | E |
| That rules now the city and would rule the nation | E |
| If Sachems were willing the Wigwam to yield | K |
| And give the arch traitor a fair fighting field | K |
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| But fighting just now is not our intention | E |
| But dining with Merdle the banker in state | L |
| And only these items like side dishes mention | E |
| While waiting the coming the main dinner plate | L |
Horatio Alger, Jr.
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