Bud's Fairy-tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Some peoples thinks they ain't no Fairies nowA
No more yet But they is I bet 'Cause efB
They wuzn't Fairies nen I' like to knowC
Who'd w'ite 'bout Fairies in the books an' tellD
What Fairies does an' how their picture looksE
An' all an' ever'thing W'y ef they don'tF
Be Fairies anymore nen little boysG
'U'd ist sleep when they go to sleep an' wontF
Have ist no dweams at all 'Cause Fairies goodH
Fairies they're a purpose to make dweamsG
But they is Fairies an' I know they isG
'Cause one time wunst when its all SummertimeI
An' don't haf to be no fires in the stoveB
Er fireplace to keep warm wiv ner don't hafB
To wear old scwatchy flannen shirts at allJ
An' aint no fweeze ner cold ner snow An' an'C
Old skweeky twees got all the gween leaves onC
An' ist keeps noddin' noddin' all the timeI
Like they 'uz lazy an' a twyin' to goC
To sleep an' couldn't 'cause the wind won't quitK
A blowin' in 'em an' the birds won't stopL
A singin' so's they kin But twees don't sleepM
I guess But little boys sleeps an' dweams tooN
An' that's a sign they's FairiesG
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So one timeI
When I ben playin' Store wunst over inC
The shed of their old stable an' Ed HowardO
He maked me quit a bein' pardners 'causeG
I dwinked the 'tend like sody water upP
An' et the shore nuff cwackers W'y nen IQ
Clumbed over in our garden where the gwapesG
Wuz purt' nigh ripe An' I wuz ist a layin'C
There on th' old cwooked seat 'at Pa maked inC
Our arber an' so I 'uz layin' thereR
A whittlin' beets wiv my new dog knife an'C
A lookin' wite up through the twimbly leavesG
An' wuzn't 'sleep at all An' sir first thingS
You know a little Fairy hopped out thereR
A leetle teenty Fairy hope may dieQ
An' he look' down at me he did An' heT
Ain't bigger'n a yellerbird an' heT
Say Howdy do he did an' I could hearU
Him ist as plainC
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Nen I say Howdy doN
An' he say I'm all hunkey Nibsey howA
Is your folks comin' onC
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An' nen I sayG
My name ain't 'Nibsey ' neever my name's BudV
An' what's your name I says to himW
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An'heT
Ist laugh an' say 'Bud's' awful funny nameX
An' he ist laid back on a big bunch o' gwapesG
An' laugh' an' laugh' he did like somebodyT
'Uz tick el un his feetY
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An' nen I sayG
What's your name nen I say afore you bustZ
Yo' se'f a laughin' 'bout my name I saysG
An' nen he dwy up laughin' kindo' madA2
An' say W'y my name's Squidjicum he saysG
An' nen I laugh an' say Gee what a nameX
An' when I make fun of his name like thatB2
He ist git awful mad an' spunky an'C
'Fore you know he ist gwabbed holt of a vineC
A big long vine 'at's danglin' up there an'C
He ist helt on wite tight to that an' downC
He swung quick past my face he did an' istB2
Kicked at me hard's he couldB2
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But I'm too quickC2
Fer Mr Squidjicum I ist weached outB2
An' ketched him in my hand an' helt him tooB2
An' squeezed him ist like little wobins whenC
They can't fly yet an' git flopped out their nestB2
An' nen I turn him all wound over an'C
Look at him clos't you know wite clos't 'cause efB
He is a Fairy w'y I want to seeT
The wings he's got But he's dwessed up so fineC
'At I can't see no wings An' all the timeI
He's twyin' to kick me yet An' so I takeD2
F'esh holts an' squeeze agin an' harder tooB2
An' I says Hold up Mr SquidjicumI
You're kickin' the w'ong man I says an' nenC
I ist squeeze' him purt' nigh my best I didB2
An' I heerd somepin' bust An' nen he cwiedB2
An' says You better look out what you're doin'C
You' bust' my spiderweb suspen'ners an'C
You' got my woseleaf coat all cwinkled upP
So's I can't go to old Miss Hoodjicum'sT
Tea party 's'afternoonC
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An' nen I saysT
Who's 'old Miss Hoodjicum' I saysT
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An'heT
Says Ef you lemme loose I'll tell youB2
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SoT
I helt the little skeezics 'way fur outB2
In one hand so's he can't jump down t' th' groundB2
Wivout a gittin' all stove up an' nenC
I says You're loose now Go ahead an' tellD
'Bout the 'tea party' where you're goin' atB2
So awful fast I saysT
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An' nen he sayT
No use to tell you 'bout it 'cause you won'tB2
Believe it 'less you go there your own se'fB
An' see it wiv your own two eyes he saysT
An' he says Ef you lemme shore nuff looseT
An' p'omise 'at you'll keep wite still an' won'tB2
Tetch nothin' 'at you see an' never tellD
Nobody in the world an' lemme looseT
W'y nen I'll take you thereR
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But I says YesT
An' ef I let you loose you'll run I saysT
An' he says No I won't I hope may dieB2
Nen I says Cwoss your heart you won'tB2
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An'heT
Ist cwoss his heart an' nen I weach an' setB2
The little feller up on a long vineC
An' he 'uz so tickled to git loose aginC
He gwab' the vine wiv boff his little handsT
An' ist take an' turn in he did an' skinC
'Bout forty 'leven catsT
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Nen when he gitB2
Through whirlin' wound the vine an' set on topL
Of it agin w'y nen his woseleaf coatB2
He bwag so much about it's ist all toredB2
Up an' ist hangin' strips an' rags so heT
Look like his Pa's a dwunkard An' so nenC
When he see what he's done a actin' upP
So smart he's awful mad I guess an' istB2
Pout out his lips an' twis' his little faceT
Ist ugly as he kin an' set an' tearR
His whole coat off an' sleeves an' all An' nenC
He wad it all togevver an' ist throwT
It at me ist as hard as he kin dwiveB
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An' when I weach to ketch him an' 'uz goin'C
To give him 'nuvver squeezin' he ist flewedB2
Clean up on top the arber 'Cause you knowT
They wuz wings on him when he tored his coatB2
Clean off they wuz wings under there But theyT
Wuz purty wobbly like an' wouldn't workE2
Hardly at all 'Cause purty soon when IB2
Throwed clods at him an' sticks an' got him shooedB2
Down off o' there he come a floppin' downC
An' lit k bang on our old chicken coopF2
An' ist laid there a whimper'n' like a childB2
An' I tiptoed up wite clos't an' I says What'sT
The matter wiv ye SquidjicumI
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An'heT
Says Dog gone when my wings gits stwaight aginC
Where you all cwumpled 'em he says I betB2
I'll ist fly clean away an' won't take youB2
To old Miss Hoodjicum's at all he saysT
An' nen I ist weach out wite quick I didB2
An' gwab the sassy little snipe aginC
Nen tooked my topstwing an' tie down his wingsT
So's he can't fly 'less'n I want him toB2
An' nen I says Now Mr SquidjicumI
You better ist light out I says to oldB2
Miss Hoodjicum's an' show me how to gitB2
There too I says er ef you don't I saysT
I'll climb up wiv you on our buggy shedB2
An' push you off I saysT
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An nen he sayT
All wight he'll show me there an' tell me nenC
To set him down wite easy on his feetB2
An' loosen up the stwing a little whereR
It cut him under th' arms An' nen he saysT
Come on he says an' went a limpin' 'longE2
The garden path an' limpin' 'long an' 'longE2
Tel purty soon he come on 'long to where'sT
A grea' big cabbage leaf An' he stoop downC
An' say Come on inunder here wiv meI
So I stoop down an' crawl inunder thereR
Like he sayT
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An' inunder there's a grea'R
Big clod they is a awful grea' big clodB2
An' nen he says Roll this here clod awayT
An' so I roll' the clod away An' nenC
It's all wet where the dew'z inunder whereR
The old clod wuz an' nen the Fairy heI
Git on the wet place Nen he say to meI
Git on the wet place too An' nen he sayT
Now hold yer breff an' shet yer eyes he saysT
Tel I say Squinchy winchy Nen he sayT
Somepin in Dutch I guess An' nen I feltB2
Like we 'uz sinkin' down an' sinkin' downC
Tel purty soon the little Fairy weachG2
An' pinch my nose an' yell at me an' sayT
Squinchy winchy Look wherever you pleaseT
Nen when I looked Oh they 'uz purtyest placeT
Down there you ever saw in all the WorldB2
They 'uz ist flowers an' woses yes an' tweesT
Wiv blossoms on an' big ripe apples boffB
An' butterflies they wuz an' hummin' birdsT
An' yellowbirds an' bluebirds yes an' redB2
An' ever'wheres an' all awound 'uz vinesT
Wiv ripe p'serve pears on 'em Yes an' allJ
An' ever'thing 'at's ever gwowin' inC
A garden er canned up all ripe at wunstB2
It wuz ist like a garden only itB2
'Uz little tit o' garden 'bout big woundB2
As ist our twun'el bed is An' all woundB2
An' wound the little garden's a gold fenceT
An' little gold gate too an' ash hopperR
'At's all gold too an' ist full o' gold ashesT
An' wite in th' middle o' the garden wuzT
A little gold house 'at's ist 'bout as bigE2
As ist a bird cage is An' in the houseT
They 'uz whole lots more Fairies there 'cause IB2
Picked up the little house an 'peeked in atB2
The winders an' I see 'em all in thereR
Ist buggin' wound An' Mr SquidjicumI
He twy to make me quit but I gwab himI
An' poke him down the chimbly too I didB2
An' y'ort to see him hop out 'mongst 'em thereR
Ist like he 'uz the boss an' ist got backE2
Hain't ye got on them air dew dumplin's yetB2
He saysT
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An' they says noC
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An' nen he saysT
Better git at 'em nen he says wite quickE2
'Cause old Miss Hoodjicum's a comin'C
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NenC
They all set wound a little gold tub an'C
All 'menced a peelin' dewdwops ist like theyT
'Uz peaches An' it looked so funny IB2
Ist laugh' out loud an' dwopped the little houseT
An' 't busted like a soap bubble An't skeeredB2
Me so I I I I it skeered me soC
I ist waked up No I ain't ben asleepM
An' dream it all like you think but it's shoreR
Fer certain fact an' cwoss my heart it isT

James Whitcomb Riley



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