Off The Track Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF CCGG AAHH IIJJ KKLL MMNOPPQQ JJ LL RRSS| Oh where the deuce is the track the track | A |
| Round an' round an' forrard an' back | A |
| Keep the sun on yer right they said | B |
| But hang it he's gone an' got over my head | B |
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| Make for a belt of apple trees | C |
| Jist so But where's yer belt if ye please | C |
| By gum it's hot This child'll melt | D |
| An' there ain't no apples nor ain't no belt | D |
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| Keep clear o' the timber getters' tracks | E |
| But wich is wich I'd beg to ax | E |
| They forks and jines the devil knows how | F |
| I wish I'd a sight o' either now | F |
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| Leave the track sez they when you sees | C |
| Some yards to the right two big grass trees | C |
| Two It's dozens on dozens I pass | G |
| Most on 'em big an' all on 'em grass | G |
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| Oh where the deuce is the track the track | A |
| I'm fairly taken aback aback | A |
| Keep tow'rd the river You can't go wrong | H |
| Whew Can't I though That was rayther strong | H |
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| Follow the lay o' the land sez they | I |
| But Lord this flat ain't got no lay | I |
| Whew Ain't it hot on the pint o' the nose | J |
| An' the more I mops the hotter I grows | J |
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| An' when you comes to the foot o' the range | K |
| WHEN That's the pint But ain't it strange | K |
| That the further I goes to left or right | L |
| The more there ain't no range in sight | L |
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| Gum trees gum trees slim an' high | M |
| Timber green an' timber dry | M |
| Blackened stumps an' fallen logs | N |
| Lively work as on we jogs | O |
| Oh the devil an' all take the flat the flat | P |
| I'm one myself for the matter o' that | P |
| I'm mazed an' so is the brute I rides | Q |
| An' the sun's getting over the left besides | Q |
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| Dash it I'll follow my nose my nose | J |
| Step out straight forrard here goes here goes | J |
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| Let the sun be left or the sun be right | L |
| Summat or other must come in sight | L |
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| Well well If this ain't too bad by half | R |
| Lor' how the beggars 'll laugh an' chaff | R |
| Back to my startin' point Yes tis so | S |
| I put up them slip rails six hours ago | S |
James Brunton Stephens
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