Down On Wriggle Crick Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCACDC BEBECA A FGH HCAC IAIAAAAA AAAA ACA JCJCAKAL IMIMBINI BOBONPNP BQBQOCAC| 'Best time to kill a hog's when he's fat ' Old Saw | A |
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| Mostly folks is law abidin' | B |
| Down on Wriggle Crick | C |
| Seein' they's no Squire residin' | B |
| In our bailywick | C |
| No grand juries no suppeenies | A |
| Ner no vested rights to pick | C |
| Out yer man jerk up and jail ef | D |
| He's outragin' Wriggle Crick | C |
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| Wriggle Crick hain't got no lawin' | B |
| Ner no suits to beat | E |
| Ner no court house gee and hawin' | B |
| Like a County seat | E |
| Hain't no waitin' round fer verdick | C |
| Ner non gittin' witness fees | A |
| Ner no thiefs 'at gits 'new heain's ' | - |
| By some lawyer slick as grease | A |
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| Wriggle Cricks's leadin' spirit | F |
| Is old Johnts Culwell | G |
| Keeps post office and right near it | H |
| Owns what's called 'The Grand Hotel ' | - |
| Warehouse now buys wheat and ships it | H |
| Gits out ties and trades in stock | C |
| And knows all the high toned drummers | A |
| 'Twixt South Bend and Mishawauk' | C |
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| Last year comes along a feller | I |
| Sharper 'an a lance | A |
| Stovepipe hat and silk umbreller | I |
| And a boughten all wool pants | A |
| Tinkerin of clocks and watches | A |
| Says a trial's all he wants | A |
| And rents out the tavern office | A |
| Next to Uncle Johnts | A |
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| Well He tacked up his k'dentials | A |
| And got down to biz | A |
| Captured Johnts by cuttin' stenchils | A |
| Fer them old wheat sacks o' his | A |
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| Fixed his clock in the post office | A |
| Painted fer him clean and slick | C |
| 'Crost his safe in gold leaf letters | A |
| 'J Culwells's Wriggle Crick ' | - |
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| Any kindo' job you keered to | J |
| Resk him with and bring | C |
| He'd fix fer you jest appeared to | J |
| Turn his hand to anything | C |
| Rings er earbobs er umbrellers | A |
| Glue a cheer er chany doll | K |
| W'y of all the beatin' fellers | A |
| He Jest beat 'em all | L |
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| Made his friends but wouldn't stop there | I |
| One mistake he learnt | M |
| That was sleepin' in his shop there | I |
| And one Sund'y night it burnt | M |
| Come in one o' jest a sweepin' | B |
| All the whole town high and dry | I |
| And that feller when they waked him | N |
| Suffocatin' mighty nigh | I |
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| Johnts he drug him from the buildin' | B |
| He'pless 'peared to be | O |
| And the women and the childern | B |
| Drenchin' him with sympathy | O |
| But I noticed Johnts helt on him | N |
| With a' extry lovin' grip | P |
| And the men folks gethered round him | N |
| In most warmest pardership | P |
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| That's the whole mess grease and dopin' | B |
| Johnt's safe was saved | Q |
| But the lock was found sprung open | B |
| And the inside caved | Q |
| Was no trial ner no jury | O |
| Ner no jedge ner court house click | C |
| Circumstances alters cases | A |
| Down on Wriggle Crick | C |
James Whitcomb Riley
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