My Other Chinee Cook Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB DDBB EEBB FFBB GGBB CCCB HHBBIJBB KK BB AABB CCBB CCBB| Yes I got another Johnny but he was to Number One | A |
| As a Satyr to Hyperion as a rushlight to the sun | A |
| He was lazy he was cheeky he was dirty he was sly | B |
| But he had a single virtue and its name was rabbit pie | B |
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| Now those who say the bush is dull are not so far astray | C |
| For the neutral tints of station life are anything but gay | C |
| But with all its uneventfulness I solemnly deny | B |
| That the bush is unendurable along with rabbit pie | B |
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| We had fixed one day to sack him and agreed to moot the point | D |
| When my lad should bring our usual regale of cindered joint | D |
| But instead of cindered joint we saw and smelt my wife and I | B |
| Such a lovely such a beautiful oh such a rabbit pie | B |
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| There was quite a new expression on his lemon coloured face | E |
| And the unexpected odour won him temporary grace | E |
| For we tacitly postponed the sacking point till by and bye | B |
| And we tacitly said nothing save the one word rabbit pie | B |
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| I had learned that pleasant mystery should simply be endured | F |
| And forebore to ask of Johnny where the rabbits were procured | F |
| I had learned from Number One to stand aloof from how and why | B |
| And I threw myself upon the simple fact of rabbit pie | B |
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| And when the pie was opened what a picture did we see | G |
| They lay in beauty side by side they filled our home with glee | G |
| How excellent how succulent back neck and leg and thigh | B |
| What a noble gift is manhood What a trust is rabbit pie | B |
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| For a week the thing continued rabbit pie from day to day | C |
| Though where he got the rabbits John would ne'er vouchsafe to say | C |
| But we never seemed to tire of them and daily could descry | C |
| Subtle shades of new delight in each successive rabbit pie | B |
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| Sunday came by rabbit reckoning the seventh day of the week | H |
| We had dined we sat in silence both our hearts too full to speak | H |
| When in walks Cousin George and with a sniff says he Oh my | B |
| What a savoury suggestion what a smell of rabbit pie | B |
| Oh why so late George says my wife the rabbit pie is gone | I |
| But you must have one for tea though Ring the bell my dear for John | J |
| So I rang the bell for John to whom my wife did signify | B |
| Let us have an early tea John and another rabbit pie | B |
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| But John seemed taken quite aback and shook his funny head | K |
| And uttered words I comprehended no more than the dead | K |
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| Go do as you are bid I cried we wait for no reply | B |
| Go let us have tea early and another rabbit pie | B |
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| Oh that I had stopped his answer But it came out with a run | A |
| Last a week a plenty puppy this a week a puppy done | A |
| Just then my wife my love my life the apple of mine eye | B |
| Was seized with what seemed mal de mer sick transit rabbit pie | B |
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| And George By George he laughed and then he howled like any bear | C |
| The while my wife contorted like a mad convulsionnaire | C |
| And I I rushed on Johnny and I smote him hip and thigh | B |
| And I never saw him more nor tasted more of rabbit pie | B |
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| And the childless mothers met me as I kicked him from the door | C |
| With loud maternal wailings and anathemas galore | C |
| I must part with pretty Tiny I must part with little Fly | B |
| For I'm sure they know the story of the so called rabbit pie | B |
James Brunton Stephens
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