The Ballad Of Persse O'reilly Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCC BDDEEE FFGHHH IJFFFF KAF F FFLMNNO FOPAOOO QJROOO FAFOSSS AA JFOTTB OOUTTA STTTTT ASOAAA T JOATTT TTBA| Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty | A |
| How he fell with a roll and a rumble | B |
| And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple | B |
| By the butt of the Magazine Wall | C |
| Chorus Of the Magazine Wall | C |
| Hump helmet and all | C |
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| He was one time our King of the Castle | B |
| Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip | D |
| And from Green street he'll be sent by order of His Worship | D |
| To the penal jail of Mountjoy | E |
| Chorus To the jail of Mountjoy | E |
| Jail him and joy | E |
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| He was fafafather of all schemes for to bother us | F |
| Slow coaches and immaculate contraceptives for the populace | F |
| Mare's milk for the sick seven dry Sundays a week | G |
| Openair love and religion's reform | H |
| Chorus And religious reform | H |
| Hideous in form | H |
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| Arrah why says you couldn't he manage it | I |
| I'll go bail my fine dairyman darling | J |
| Like the bumping bull of the Cassidys | F |
| All your butter is in your horns | F |
| Chorus His butter is in his horns | F |
| Butter his horns | F |
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| Repeat Hurrah there Hosty frosty Hosty change that shirt | K |
| on ye | A |
| Rhyme the rann the king of all ranns | F |
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| Balbaccio balbuccio | F |
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| We had chaw chaw chops chairs chewing gum the chicken pox | F |
| and china chambers | F |
| Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman | L |
| Small wonder He'll Cheat E'erawan our local lads nicknamed him | M |
| When Chimpden first took the floor | N |
| Chorus With his bucketshop store | N |
| Down Bargainweg Lower | O |
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| So snug he was in his hotel premises sumptuous | F |
| But soon we'll bonfire all his trash tricks and trumpery | O |
| And 'tis short till sheriff Clancy'll be winding up his unlimited | P |
| company | A |
| With the bailiff's bom at the door | O |
| Chorus Bimbam at the door | O |
| Then he'll bum no more | O |
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| Sweet bad luck on the waves washed to our island | Q |
| The hooker of that hammerfast viking | J |
| And Gall's curse on the day when Eblana bay | R |
| Saw his black and tan man o' war | O |
| Chorus Saw his man o' war | O |
| On the harbour bar | O |
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| Where from roars Poolbeg Cookingha'pence he bawls | F |
| Donnez moi scampitle wick an wipin'fampiny | A |
| Fingal Mac Oscar Onesine Bargearse Boniface | F |
| Thok's min gammelhole Norveegickers moniker | O |
| Og as ay are at gammelhore Norveegickers cod | S |
| Chorus A Norwegian camel old cod | S |
| He is begod | S |
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| Lift it Hosty lift it ye devil ye up with the rann | A |
| the rhyming rann | A |
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| It was during some fresh water garden pumping | J |
| Or according to the Nursing Mirror while admiring the monkeys | F |
| That our heavyweight heathen Humpharey | O |
| Made bold a maid to woo | T |
| Chorus Woohoo what'll she doo | T |
| The general lost her maidenloo | B |
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| He ought to blush for himself the old hayheaded philosopher | O |
| For to go and shove himself that way on top of her | O |
| Begob he's the crux of the catalogue | U |
| Of our antediluvial zoo | T |
| Chorus Messrs Billing and Coo | T |
| Noah's larks good as noo | A |
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| He was joulting by Wellinton's monument | S |
| Our rotorious hippopopotamuns | T |
| When some bugger let down the backtrap of the omnibus | T |
| And he caught his death of fusiliers | T |
| Chorus With his rent in his rears | T |
| Give him six years | T |
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| 'Tis sore pity for his innocent poor children | A |
| But look out for his missus legitimate | S |
| When that frew gets a grip of old Earwicker | O |
| Won't there be earwigs on the green | A |
| Chorus Big earwigs on the green | A |
| The largest ever you seen | A |
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| Suffoclose Shikespower Seudodanto Anonymoses | T |
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| Then we'll have a free trade Gael's band and mass meeting | J |
| For to sod him the brave son of Scandiknavery | O |
| And we'll bury him down in Oxmanstown | A |
| Along with the devil and the Danes | T |
| Chorus With the deaf and dumb Danes | T |
| And all their remains | T |
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| And not all the king's men nor his horses | T |
| Will resurrect his corpus | T |
| For there's no true spell in Connacht or hell | B |
| bis That's able to raise a Cain | A |
James Joyce
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