A Defective Santa Claus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC BBDDEEFFBBGH IIJJ KLMMAAEENN OO BBPP QQAARRFFSSTT AAJU VWXXYYQQBBEE TTEE ZZA2A2BBB2B2BBC2C2 EED2D2 E2E2SSEEEEEEB2B2 TTBB QQB2 D2D2EEEEB2B EEEE EEEJJQ B2B2BBQ QQQE EB2B2BBLLCCBBI IQQE EB2B2EEZZF2F2BBF FEEG2 G2H2H2EEI2I2B2B2I2I2 B BJJE EI2I2BBEEI2I2QQI2 I2B2B2B I2QQJ2J2IIQQI2I2I2 I2QQB2 JSSK2K2B2B2L2L2I2I2Q QQQI2 I2I2I2I2I2EEB2B2EEI2 I2M2M2I2 I2BBB2B2 N2N2B2B2I2I2 O2O2QQ I2I2B2B2P2P2EEI2I2EE J2J2JJ B2B2BBB2B2B2B2B2B2 B2B2 I2I2QQ B2B2I2I2QQXXB2B2Q2R2 BBEE I2I2B2B2EE| Allus when our Pa he's away | A |
| Nen Uncle Sidney comes to stay | A |
| At our house here so Ma an' me | B |
| An' Etty an' Lee Bob won't be | B |
| Afeard ef anything at night | C |
| Might happen like Ma says it might | C |
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| Ef Trip wuz big I bet you he | B |
| 'Uz best watch dog you ever see | B |
| An' so last winter ist before | D |
| It's go' be Chris'mus Day w'y shore | D |
| Enough Pa had to haf to go | E |
| To 'tend a lawsuit An' the snow | E |
| Ist right fer Santy Claus Pa said | F |
| As he clumb in old Ayersuz' sled | F |
| An' said he's sorry he can't be | B |
| With us that night 'Cause he says ee | B |
| Old Santy might be comin' here | G |
| This very night of all the year | H |
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| I' got to be away so all | I |
| You kids must tell him ef he call | I |
| He's mighty welcome an' yer Pa | J |
| He left his love with you an' Ma | J |
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| An' Uncle Sid An' clucked an' leant | K |
| Back laughin' an' away they went | L |
| An' Uncle wave' his hands an' yells | M |
| Yer old horse ort to have on bells | M |
| But Pa yell back an' laugh an' say | A |
| I 'spect when Santy come this way | A |
| It's time enough fer sleighbells nen | E |
| An' holler back Good by again | E |
| An' reach out with the driver's whip | N |
| An' cut behind an' drive back Trip | N |
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| An' so all day it snowed an' snowed | O |
| An' Lee Bob he ist watched the road | O |
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| In his high chair an' Etty she | B |
| U'd play with Uncle Sid an' me | B |
| Like she wuz he'ppin' fetch in wood | P |
| An' keepin' old fire goin' good | P |
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| Where Ma she wuz a cookin' there | Q |
| An' kitchen too an' ever'where | Q |
| An' Uncle say 'At's ist the way | A |
| Yer Ma's b'en workin' night an' day | A |
| Sence she hain't big as Etty is | R |
| Er Lee Bob in that chair o' his | R |
| Nen Ma she'd laugh 't what Uncle said | F |
| An' smack an' smoove his old bald head | F |
| An' say Clear out the way till I | S |
| Can keep that pot from b'ilin' dry | S |
| Nen Uncle when she's gone back to | T |
| The kitchen says We ust to do | T |
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| Some cookin' in the ashes Say | A |
| S'posin' we try some thataway | A |
| An' nen he send us to tell Ma | J |
| Send two big 'taters in he saw | U |
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| Pa's b'en a keepin' 'cause they got | V |
| The premiun at the Fair An' what | W |
| You think He rake a grea' big hole | X |
| In the hot ashes an' he roll | X |
| Them old big 'taters in the place | Y |
| An' rake the coals back an' his face | Y |
| Ist swettin' so's he purt' nigh swear | Q |
| 'Cause it's so hot An' when they're there | Q |
| 'Bout time 'at we fergit 'em he | B |
| Ist rake 'em out again an' gee | B |
| He bu'st 'em with his fist wite on | E |
| A' old stove led while Etty's gone | E |
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| To git the salt an' butter too | T |
| Ist like he said she haf to do | T |
| No matter what Ma say An' so | E |
| He salt an' butter 'em an' blow | E |
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| 'Em cool enough fer us to eat | Z |
| An' me o my they're hard to beat | Z |
| An' Trip 'ud ist lay there an' pant | A2 |
| Like he'd laugh out loud but he can't | A2 |
| Nen Uncle fill his pipe an' we | B |
| 'Ud he'p him light it Sis an' me | B |
| But mostly little Lee Bob 'cause | B2 |
| He's the best Lighter ever wuz | B2 |
| Like Uncle telled him wunst when Lee | B |
| Bob cried an' jerked the light from me | B |
| He wuz so mad So Uncle pat | C2 |
| An' pet him Lee Bob's ust to that | C2 |
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| 'Cause he's the little est you know | E |
| An' allus has b'en humored so | E |
| Nen Uncle gits the flat arn out | D2 |
| An' while he's tellin' us all 'bout | D2 |
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| Old Chris'mus times when he's a kid | E2 |
| He ist cracked hickernuts he did | E2 |
| Till they's a crockful mighty nigh | S |
| An' when they're all done by an' by | S |
| He raked the red coals out again | E |
| An' telled me Fetch that popcorn in | E |
| An' old three leggud skillut an' | E |
| The led an' all now little man | E |
| An' yer old Uncle here 'ull show | E |
| You how corn's popped long years ago | E |
| When me an' Santy Claus wuz boys | B2 |
| On Pap's old place in Illinoise | B2 |
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| An' your Pa too wuz chums all through | T |
| With Santy Wisht Pa'd be here too | T |
| Nen Uncle sigh at Ma an' she | B |
| Pat him again an' say to me | B |
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| An' Etty You take warning fair | Q |
| Don't talk too much like Uncle there | Q |
| Ner don't fergit like him my dears | B2 |
| That 'little pitchers has big ears ' | - |
| But Uncle say to her Clear out | D2 |
| Yer brother knows what he's about | D2 |
| You git your Chris'mus cookin' done | E |
| Er these pore childern won't have none | E |
| Nen Trip wake up an' raise an' nen | E |
| Turn roun' an' nen lay down again | E |
| An' one time Uncle Sidney say | B2 |
| When dogs is sleepin' thataway | B |
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| Like Trip an' whimpers it's a sign | E |
| He'll ketch eight rabbits mayby nine | E |
| Afore his fleas'll wake him nen | E |
| He'll bite hisse'f to sleep again | E |
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| An try to dream he's go' ketch ten | E |
| An' when Ma's gone again back in | E |
| The kitchen Uncle scratch his chin | E |
| An' say When Santy Claus an' Pa | J |
| An' me wuz little boys an' Ma | J |
| When she's 'bout big as Etty there | Q |
| W'y 'When we're growed no matter where ' | - |
| Santy he cross' his heart an' say | B2 |
| 'I'll come to see you all some day | B2 |
| When you' got childerns all but me | B |
| An' pore old Sid ' Nen Uncle he | B |
| Ist kindo' shade his eyes an' pour' | Q |
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| 'Bout forty 'leven bushels more | Q |
| O' popcorn out the skillut there | Q |
| In Ma's new basket on the chair | Q |
| An' nen he telled us an' talk' low | E |
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| So Ma can't hear he say You know | E |
| Yer Pa know' when he drived away | B2 |
| Tomorry's go' be Chris'mus Day | B2 |
| Well nen tonight he whisper see | B |
| It's go' be Chris'mus Eve says ee | B |
| An' like yer Pa hint when he went | L |
| Old Santy Claus now hush he's sent | L |
| Yer Pa a postul card an' write | C |
| He's shorely go' be here tonight | C |
| That's why yer Pa's so bored to be | B |
| Away tonight when Santy he | B |
| Is go' be here sleighbells an' all | I |
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| To make you kids a Chris'mus call | I |
| An' we're so glad to know fer shore | Q |
| He's comin' I roll on the floor | Q |
| An' here come Trip a waller'n' roun' | E |
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| An' purt' nigh knock the clo'eshorse down | E |
| An' Etty grab Lee Bob an' prance | B2 |
| All roun' the room like it's a dance | B2 |
| Till Ma she come an' march us nen | E |
| To dinner where we're still again | E |
| But tickled so we ist can't eat | Z |
| But pie an' ist the hot mincemeat | Z |
| With raisins in But Uncle et | F2 |
| An' Ma An' there they set an' set | F2 |
| Till purt' nigh supper time nen we | B |
| Tell him he's got to fix the Tree | B |
| 'Fore Santy gits here like he said | F |
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| We go nen to the old woodshed | F |
| All bundled up through the deep snow | E |
| An' snowin' yet jee rooshy O | E |
| Uncle he said an' he'p us wade | G2 |
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| Back where's the Chris'mus Tree he's made | G2 |
| Out of a little jackoak top | H2 |
| He git down at the sawmill shop | H2 |
| An' Trip 'ud run ahead you know | E |
| An' 'tend like he 'uz eatin' snow | E |
| When we all waddle back with it | I2 |
| An' Uncle set it up an' git | I2 |
| It wite in front the fireplace 'cause | B2 |
| He says 'Tain't so 'at Santy Claus | B2 |
| Comes down all chimblies least tonight | I2 |
| He's comin' in this house all right | I2 |
| By the front door as ort to be | B |
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| We'll all be hid where we can see | B |
| Nen he look up an' he see Ma | J |
| An' say It's ist too bad their Pa | J |
| Can't be here so's to see the fun | E |
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| The childern will have ever' one | E |
| Well we We hardly couldn't wait | I2 |
| Till it wuz dusk an' dark an' late | I2 |
| Enough to light the lamp An' Lee | B |
| Bob light a candle on the Tree | B |
| Ist one 'cause I'm 'The Lighter' Nen | E |
| He clumb on Uncle's knee again | E |
| An' hug us bofe an' Etty git | I2 |
| Her little chist an' set on it | I2 |
| Wite clos't while Uncle telled some more | Q |
| 'Bout Santy Claus an' clo'es he wore | Q |
| All maked o' furs an' trimmed as white | I2 |
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| As cotton is er snow at night | I2 |
| An' nen all sudden like he say | B2 |
| Hush Listen there Hain't that a sleigh | B2 |
| An' sleighbells jinglin' Trip go whooh | B |
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| Like he hear bells an' smell 'em too | I2 |
| Nen we all listen An' sir shore | Q |
| Enough we hear bells more an' more | Q |
| A jinglin' clos'ter clos'ter still | J2 |
| Down the old crook road roun' the hill | J2 |
| An' Uncle he jumps up an' all | I |
| The chairs he jerks back by the wall | I |
| An' th'ows a' overcoat an' pair | Q |
| O' winder curtains over there | Q |
| An' says Hide quick er you're too late | I2 |
| Them bells is stoppin' at the gate | I2 |
| Git back o' them 'air chairs an' hide | I2 |
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| 'Cause I hear Santy's voice outside | I2 |
| An' Bang bang bang we heerd the door | Q |
| Nen it flewed open an' the floor | Q |
| Blowed full o' snow that's first we saw | B2 |
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| Till little Lee Bob shriek' at Ma | J |
| There's Santy Claus I know him by | S |
| His big white mufftash an' ist cry | S |
| An' laugh an' squeal an' dance an' yell | K2 |
| Till when he quiet down a spell | K2 |
| Old Santy bow an' th'ow a kiss | B2 |
| To him an' one to me an' Sis | B2 |
| An' nen go clos't to Ma an' stoop | L2 |
| An' kiss her An' nen give a whoop | L2 |
| That fainted her 'Cause when he bent | I2 |
| An' kiss her he ist backed an' went | I2 |
| Wite 'ginst the Chris'mus Tree ist where | Q |
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| The candle's at Lee Bob lit there | Q |
| An' set his white fur belt afire | Q |
| An' blaze streaked roun' his waist an' higher | Q |
| Wite up his old white beard an' th'oat | I2 |
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| Nen Uncle grabs th' old overcoat | I2 |
| An' flops it over Santy's head | I2 |
| An' swing the door wide back an' said | I2 |
| Come out old man an' quick about | I2 |
| It I've ist got to put you out | I2 |
| An' out he sprawled him in the snow | E |
| Now roll he says Hi roll ee O | E |
| An' Santy sputter'n' Ouch Gee whiz | B2 |
| Ist roll an' roll fer all they is | B2 |
| An' Trip he's out there too I know | E |
| 'Cause I could hear him yappin' so | E |
| An' I heerd Santy wunst er twic't | I2 |
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| Say as he's rollin' Drat the fice't | I2 |
| Nen Uncle come back in an' shake | M2 |
| Ma up an' say Fer mercy sake | M2 |
| He hain't hurt none An' nen he said | I2 |
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| You youngsters h'ist up stairs to bed | I2 |
| Here kiss yer Ma 'Good night ' an' me | B |
| We'll he'p old Santy fix the Tree | B |
| An' all yer whistles horns an' drums | B2 |
| I'll he'p you toot when morning comes | B2 |
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| It's long while 'fore we go to sleep | N2 |
| 'Cause down stairs all time somepin' keep | N2 |
| A kindo' scufflin' roun' the floors | B2 |
| An' openin' doors an' shettin' doors | B2 |
| An' could hear Trip a whinin' too | I2 |
| Like he don't know ist what to do | I2 |
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| An' tongs a clankin' down k'thump | O2 |
| Nen some one squonkin' the old pump | O2 |
| An' Wooh how cold it soun' out there | Q |
| I could ist see the pump spout where | Q |
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| It's got ice chin whiskers all wet | I2 |
| An' drippy An' I see it yet | I2 |
| An' nen seem like I hear some mens | B2 |
| A talkin' out there by the fence | B2 |
| An' one says Oh 'bout twelve o'clock | P2 |
| Nen 'nother'n says Here's to you Doc | P2 |
| God bless us ever' one An' nen | E |
| I heerd the old pump squonk again | E |
| An' nen I say my prayer all through | I2 |
| Like Uncle Sidney learn' me to | I2 |
| O Father mine e'en as Thine own | E |
| This child looks up to Thee alone | E |
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| Asleep or waking give him still | J2 |
| His Elder Brother's wish and will | J2 |
| An' that's the last I know Till Ma | J |
| She's callin' us an' so is Pa | J |
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| He holler Chris'mus gif' an' say | B2 |
| I'm got back home fer Chris'mus Day | B2 |
| An' Uncle Sid's here too an' he | B |
| Is nibblin' 'roun' yer Chris'mus Tree | B |
| Nen Uncle holler I suppose | B2 |
| Yer Pa's so proud he's froze his nose | B2 |
| He wants to turn it up at us | B2 |
| 'Cause Santy kick' up such a fuss | B2 |
| Tetchin' hisse'f off same as ef | B2 |
| He wuz his own fireworks hisse'f | B2 |
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| An' when we're down stairs shore enough | B2 |
| Pa's nose is froze an' salve an' stuff | B2 |
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| All on it an' one hand's froze too | I2 |
| An' got a old yarn red and blue | I2 |
| Mitt on it An' he's froze some more | Q |
| Acrost his chist an' kindo' sore | Q |
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| All roun' his dy fram Uncle say | B2 |
| But Pa he'd ort a seen the way | B2 |
| Santy bear up last night when that | I2 |
| Air fire break out an' quicker'n scat | I2 |
| He's all a blazin' an' them 'air | Q |
| Gun cotton whiskers that he wear | Q |
| Ist flashin' till I burn a hole | X |
| In the snow with him and he roll | X |
| The front yard dry as Chris'mus jokes | B2 |
| Old parents plays on little folks | B2 |
| But long's a smell o' tow er wool | Q2 |
| I kep' him rollin' beautiful | R2 |
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| Till I wuz shore I shorely see | B |
| He's squenched W'y hadn't b'en fer me | B |
| That old man might a burnt clear down | E |
| Clean plum' level with the groun' | E |
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| Nen Ma say There Sid that'll do | I2 |
| Breakfast is ready Chris'mus too | I2 |
| Your voice 'ud soun' best sayin' Grace | B2 |
| Say it An' Uncle bow' his face | B2 |
| An' say so long a Blessing nen | E |
| Trip bark' two times 'fore it's A men | E |
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