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Marsupial Bill: Part Second. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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	A
FAST flew the hours We may not tell	B
Of William's weary quest	C
How round the outskirts of the town	D
He roamed like one possessed	C
Nor with what guileful arts he plied	E
The foreign interest	F
	A
Enough that at the appointed hour	G
With backers at his back	H
He faced the noble Bossaroo	G
Still hypochondriac	H
And introduced his witnesses	I
A yellow and a black	H
	A
A placid eyed Mongolian	J
From sandy Pechelee	B
Who'd stimulate an inch of soil	B
To do the work of three	G
Or make a metamorphic rock	K
Sprout into cabbagee	L
	A
A big buck nigger next who once	M
Bowed down to stocks and stones	N
For years digested captives formed	O
The tissue of his bones	N
But now he is an Anglican	J
Who a live 'Bissop' owns	N
Besides a gorgeous suit of slops	N
And the proud name of Jones	N
	A
Slow rose the lordly Bossaroo	G
And bade unveil their eyes	N
And when those aliens gazed around	P
On all that dread assize	N
They howled in unison and made	Q
Night hideous with their cries	N
	A
For Bill had lured them lyingly	B
But why should we explain	R
The whole thing was exceptional	B
And can't occur again	S
Besides to poke at mysteries	N
Is wanton and profane	R
	A
With single will they turned on Bill	B
And blazed his evil name	T
With double tongue their charge they flung	U
And swore unto the same	T
With treble spite did both unite	V
To spoil his little game	T
	A
'Me see him catchee kangaloo '	A
Deponed on oath Ah Chee	G
'Me see him hi hst soolem dog	W
No mind my cabbagee	L
Me lose hap clown him knockee down	D
Ten twenty lettucee '	A
	A
'Massoopy Bill him wicked boy '	A
Deponed the South Sea swell	B
'Two moon come Bissop preach in church	X
Him loaf outside an' yell	B
Me run him run me catch him say	N
Tree scalp if you no tell	B
	A
So when the learned clerk had both	Y
Their depositions read	Z
The judge drew forth his judgment cap	A2
And put it on his head	Z
And sentenced poor Marsupial Bill	B
To hang till he was dead	Z
	A
'But since' so spake the Bossaroo	G
'From evidence we know	B2
That many a scalped and gory head	Z
This night through him lies low	B2
We'll scalp him first ' and all the house	N
Nem con cried 'Be it so '	A
And as a sign and seal of doom	C2
Turned down the right thumb toe	B2
	A
'With his own knife ' the Boss resumed	D2
'Ah Chee shall do the deed	E2
The gods poetic justice love	F2
And make the assassin bleed	E2
By his own proper instrument	G2
Mongolian proceed '	A
	A
What followed next who gave the word	H2
For mate to link with mate	I2
Nor Bill nor Jones nor yet Ah Chee	G
Can very clearly state	I2
But that 'twas a corroboree	G
All three corroborate	I2
	A
In vain poor William prayed in vain	R
His suppliant knees he bowed	J2
And by a pile of sacred names	N
For mercy cried aloud	J2
The point was at his occiput	J2
When lo from out the crowd	J2
	A
Stepped forth a rare and radiant dame	T
The Boss's pride and stay	J2
The dam of Boss arovitch	G
Still young though somewhat gray	J2
An elegant marsupial	B
Well mannered bien n e	G
Stepped forth before them and remarked	J2
Seductively 'Belay '	A
Then kneeling by the judgment seat	J2
Thus sweetly said her say	J2
'Most Noble Grand have you forgot	J2
That this is Christmas Day	J2
	A
'Beseech you bid that heathen hand	J2
Withhold the bloody knife	K2
Recall your fearful words of doom	C2
Nay turn not from your wife	K2
But give me as a Christmas Box	N
The little captive's life '	A
	A
Then quickly from his granite throne	L2
Down leaped the Noble Grand	J2
And kneeling kissed right courteously	B
His royal lady's hand	J2
Then as he raised her up pronounced	J2
The joyful countermand	J2
Whereat the rest turned up their toes	N
That Bill might understand	J2
The Congress willed his days should yet	J2
Be long upon the land	J2
	A
Then raged the revelry anew	M2
With sound of drum and fife	K2
The Boss himself forgot his woes	N
And danced as if for life	K2
While the old clerk forgot himself	N2
And kissed the Boss's wife	K2
	A
And when there fell a weariness	N
On all the panting throng	O2
And Bossaroo and ancient clerk	P2
Alike had nigh 'gone bong '	A
Amid a jaded pause was heard	J2
A call for 'Joey's Song '	A
	A
And presently a little head	J2
As from a little nest	J2
Peeped o'er a snug maternal pouch	G
And sang its little best	J2
The song is very rare and full	B
Of antique interest	J2
'What does little Joey say	J2
In his pouch at peep of day	J2
Let me hop says little Joey	G
Mother let me hop away	J2
Joey rest a little longer	G
Till the little legs are stronger '	A
So he rests a little longer	G
Then he gaily hops away '	A
	A
He ceased the pre diluvian clerk	P2
Rose on his quivering shanks	N
And with a well turned compliment	J2
Proposed a vote of thanks	N
Just then a breathless picket broke	Q2
All gory through the ranks	N
	A
But ere his trembling tongue had time	R2
To tell his tale of woe	B2
And why thus grimly he disturbed	J2
The happy status quo	B2
With giant bound Bill's faithful hound	J2
Leaped madly on the foe	B2
	A
Ah then and there was sudden scare	G
The swiftest took the lead	J2
Ah there and then but oh the pen	S
Is impotent indeed	J2
Oh would I had an artist man	S2
To show the Great Stampede	J2
	A
What next befell may somewhat strain	R
The limits of belief	T2
But where so many marvels are	G
Why boggle at the chief	T2
'Twere shame if lack of faith should cause	N
Our moral come to grief	T2
	A
From all the flying ruck the dog	W
Had singled out the Queen	U2
Another instant and the Boss	N
A widower had been	V2
When that's a pithy saw that bids	N
Expect the unforeseen	U2
	A
BILL CALLED HIM OFF The dog drew back	H
And on a boulder leant	J2
'Twas months ago and still that dog	W
Is pondering the event	J2
And even to this very hour	G
Can't fathom what it meant	J2
It was a thing so utterly	G
Without a precedent	J2
	A
But Bill the Chinaman and Jones	N
The Queen and you and I	W2
We know the secret of the change	L
We know the reason why	W2
And may I be allowed to add	J2
The moral hangs thereby	W2
	A
But since nor boy nor man receives	N
Advice without a pang	X2
And this narrator's muse has failed	J2
To catch the proper twang	Y2
The moral hanging plainly there	G
Suppose we let it hang	X2