Marsupial Bill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEC FBGBHB IGJGBG KLMLNL I OPOBO BQRQSQ TUVUWU XYGYZY XA2B2A2GA2 BB C2BDB WD2BQE2B BF2GG2DG2 WBUBH2B I2BBBJ2B EK2B K2RK2 FJ2L2J2BJ2 M2BGBN2B GBO2BBB J2WQWGW GBBB N2B BBGBBB BBBBBBA2BBBP2BGBBBGB GBBBBB BB BBQ2BR2BBB S2BYBT2B BBGBBB U2RBRBR GBBBGB GGBGGG GBZBBV2 BGGGW2G X2EW2EBE T2BBBYB B Y2Z2Y2A3Y2 B3BBBEB BBEBUB GGBGC3G D3BBBZ2B BB UBUB BE3X2X2

A
IT was the time when geese despondB
And turkeys make their willsC
The time when Christians to a manD
Forgive each other's billsC
It was the time when Christmas gleeE
The heart of childhood fillsC
-
-
Alas that when the changing yearF
Brings round the blessed dayB
The hearts of little Queensland boysG
Wax keen to hunt and slayB
As if the chime of Christmas timeH
Were but a call to preyB
-
-
Alas that when our dwellings teemI
With comfits and with toysG
When bat and ball and wicket callJ
To yet sublimer joysG
Whatever can't be caught and killedB
Is stale to certain boysG
-
-
Strange that with such instructive thingsK
From which to pick and chooseL
With moral books and puzzle mapsM
That teach while they amuseL
Some boys can find no pleasure saveN
In killing kangaroosL
-
-
Where Quart Pot Creek to Severn's streamI
-
Its mighty tribute rollsO
There stands a town the happiest townP
I think betwixt the polesO
And all around is holy groundB
In fact it's full of holesO
-
-
And there or thereabouts there dweltB
Still dwells for aught I knowQ
A little boy whose moral toneR
Was lamentably lowQ
A shocking scamp with just a speckS
Of good in embryoQ
-
-
His name was Bill To wallabiesT
He bore an evil willU
All things that hop on hinder legsV
His function was to killU
And from his show of scalps he wonW
The name Marsupial BillU
-
-
His face and form were pinched and leanX
And dim his youthful eyeY
'Tis well that growing Queensland boysG
Should know the reason whyY
My little lads 'twas all alongZ
Of smoking on the slyY
-
-
Through this was William small and leanX
Through this his eye was dimA2
Nor biceps rose on nerveless armB2
Nor calf on nether limbA2
Ye growing boys and hobbledehoysG
Be warned by me and himA2
-
-
His elevated shoulders stoodB
But little way apartB
-
His elbow joints Oh poor availC2
Of mere descriptive artB
I would I had an artist manD
To show them William's carteB
-
-
And should you ask how such a oneW
A mighty hunter grewD2
So many flying does outspedB
So many boomers slowQ
Bill owned a canine mate to whichE2
His victories were dueB
-
-
A brute so complex that he setB
The fancy all agogF2
Of breed that ne'er found name in exG
hibition catalogueG2
Oh would I had an artist manD
To show them William's dogG2
-
-
On Christmas eve at set of sunW
A hollow tree he soughtB
A match a scratch a puff and BillU
Was lost in smoke and thoughtB
And all his battles o'er againH2
In fervid fancy foughtB
-
-
No ha'penny thing no penny thingI2
No thing of common clayB
Such brilliant memories evokedB
With hopes as bright as theyB
It was his father's Sunday pipeJ2
That Bill had stolen awayB
-
-
For many a time and oft had heE
Admired the wondrous bowlK2
The stem the mouthpiece and the toutB
-
Ensemble of the wholeK2
Until desire of it had grownR
A portion of his soulK2
-
-
Until desire o'ergrew the fearF
Of kick or cuff or stripeJ2
That eve when Bill stepped forth from homeL2
The guilty scheme was ripeJ2
His right hand trouser leg concealedB
His father's Sunday pipeJ2
-
-
And now within a heaven of smokeM2
Against the tree he leantB
The while the mellow influenceG
Through all his vitals wentB
And for the first time in his lifeN2
He knew what meerschaum meantB
-
-
So subtly stole the influenceG
His inmost being throughB
He did not mark the sudden barkO2
That signalled kangarooB
Nor noted that his constant mateB
Had vanished from his viewB
-
-
His mind and eye were on the pipeJ2
And he had just begunW
To count how many scalps would goQ
To purchase such a oneW
When turning round his head he sawG
Against the setting sunW
-
-
A Boomer and as when the wavesG
Close o'er a drowning headB
Sudden the whole forgotten pastB
Before the soul lies spreadB
-
And all the charge sheet of a lifeN2
In one brief glance is readB
-
-
Ev'n so in instant tumult throngedB
About his wildered mindB
A thousand shapes of wounded thingsG
Of every size and kindB
And some were scalped and some were maimedB
And some were docked behindB
-
-
The kangaroo the wallarooB
The wallaby was thereB
The 'possum jabbered in its frightB
Sore wept the native bearB
The stricken paddamelon moanedB
Its ineffectual prayerB
The battered 'guana fixed on himA2
Its dull remonstrant stareB
While tail less lizards swarmed and crawledB
About him everywhereB
And limbless frogs denounced him withP2
The croaking of despairB
And tortured bats with ghostly wingsG
Clung to his stiffened hairB
But suddenly the vision passedB
And Bill became awareB
That he was in the Boomer's armsG
And bounding through the airB
-
-
Hop hop they went o'er broken wildsG
Where stacked in many a moundB
The hoards of clay embedded oreB
Rose grimly all aroundB
Unheeding miners' rights they jumpedB
A claim at every boundB
-
-
Then on o'er wastes so very bareB
That even stripping ceasedB
-
And as they neared the hill countrieB
The frightful pace increasedB
Nor granite slope nor timbered ridgeQ2
Told on the tireless beastB
The sun went down the full orbed moonR2
Came swimming up the EastB
Nor yet the old man slackened speedB
Nor yet his prey releasedB
-
-
Still on and on till from a cliffS2
A sentry challenged nearB
Though what the challenge or replyY
No mortal man may hearB
We only know that for a signT2
Each drooped his dexter earB
-
-
Whate'er it meant the old man checkedB
His onward course thereatB
Dropped Bill and dragged him by the wristsG
A cross a wooded flatB
To where the KANGAROO GEMOTB
In full assembly satB
-
-
Ringed by the fathers of the tribeU2
Surrounded yet aloneR
The Bossaroo superbly posedB
Upon a granite throneR
A very old old man who hadB
Four generations knownR
-
-
Upon his mournful eye the woesG
Of all his race were writB
Yet age and sorrow had not dimmedB
His majesty a whitB
And oh his metatarsal bonesG
Displayed the real gritB
-
-
-
Nor unattended sat the siresG
Behind them crouched their matesG
Nor kangaroos alone composedB
The Congress of the StatesG
But all proscribed marsupial breedsG
Had sent their delegatesG
-
-
Lo at a signal from the bossG
The serried ring gave wayB
And through an opening in the throngZ
The captor dragged his preyB
Bowed to the chair then called to aidB
A strapping M L AV2
-
-
And thus betwixt a double guardB
The prisoner found his placeG
And all around were wrathful eyesG
Without a gleam of graceG
One wild concatenated scowlW2
Was focussed in his faceG
-
-
Now hitherto poor Bill had beenX2
As dumb as dumb could beE
But at that pandemoniac scowlW2
His struggling tongue got freeE
He lifted up his voice and criedB
Oh please it wasn't meE
-
-
A tumult rose but with a signT2
The boss the riot checkedB
Then cleared his throat and bade the guardB
The prisoner's clothes inspectB
Ay ay Sir came the prompt replyY
Or words to that effectB
-
-
They spake the language that was heardB
-
While yet the world was youngY2
And he who knows it knows all speechZ2
That out of it hath sprungY2
With compliments to Dr HearnA3
It was the Aryan tongueY2
-
-
And should you ask how Bill was upB3
To every word they saidB
And how such antiquated loreB
Had got into his headB
'Twas his pre natal memoryE
That served him in such steadB
-
-
They searched the prisoner's clothes and firstB
They brought the pipe to viewB
For though it is a mysteryE
To me as well as youB
It is a solemn fact that BillU
Had stuck to it all throughB
-
-
Then one by one his poor effectsG
Were collared by his guardsG
Peach stones fig chew a catapultB
A greasy pack of cardsG
A half cut cake of cavendishC3
Prime quality Gaujard'sG
-
-
But when from out a leathern sheathD3
A blood stained knife they drewB
All round the court from hand to handB
They passed it in reviewB
Each sniffed the blade in turn and eachZ2
In turn said KangarooB
-
-
And last a printed documentB
Their simple souls perplexedB
-
Each eyed the paper learnedlyU
And passed it to the nextB
But not an Aryan of them allU
Could even guess the textB
-
-
At length they summoned to their aidB
An old and learn d clerkE3
Who as tradition told had beenX2
With Noah inX2

James Brunton Stephens



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about Marsupial Bill poem by James Brunton Stephens


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 3 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets