Jim Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGF HIJIKLML NOPOQRSR TUVRUWXYX RZA2ZA2RB2 RC2D2C2E2F2A2

He was jes a plain ever' day all round kind of a jourA
Consumpted Iookin' but laB
The jokeiest wittiest story tellin' song singin' laughin'est jolliestC
Feller you ever sawD
Worked at jes coarse work but you kin bet he was fine enough in his talkE
And his feelin's tooF
Lordy Ef he was on'y back on his bench ag'in to day a carryin' onG
Like he ust to doF
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Any shopmate'll tell you there never was on top o' dirtH
A better feller'n JimI
You want a favor and couldn't git it anywheres elseJ
You could git it o' himI
Most free heartedest man thataway in the world I guessK
Give up ever' nickel he's worthL
And ef you'd a wanted it and named it to him and it was hisM
He'd a give you the earthL
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Allus a reachin' out Jim was and a he'ppin' someN
Pore feller onto his feetO
He'd a never a keered how hungry he was hisse'fP
So's the feller got somepin' to eatO
Didn't make no differ'nce at all to him how he was dressedQ
He ust to say to meR
'You togg out a tramp purty comfortable in winter time a huntin' a jobS
And he'll git along ' says heR
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Jim didn't have ner never could git ahead so overly muchT
O' this world's goods at a timeU
'Fore now I've saw him more'n onc't lend a dollar and haf to more'nV
likelyR
Turn round and borry a dimeU
Mebby laugh and joke about it hisse'f fer awhile then jerk his coatW
And kindo' square his chinX
Tie on his apern and squat hisse'f on his old shoe benchY
And go to peggin' ag'inX
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Patientest feller too I reckon 'at ever jes natchurlyR
Coughed hisse'f to deathZ
Long enough after his voice was lost he'd laugh in a whisper and sayA2
He could git ever'thing but his breathZ
'You fellers ' he'd sorto' twinkle his eyes and sayA2
'Is a pilin' onto meR
A mighty big debt fer that air little weak chested ghost o' mine to packB2
Through all Eternity '-
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Now there was a man 'at jes 'peared like to meR
'At ortn't a never a diedC2
'But death hain't a showin' no favors ' the old boss saidD2
'On'y to Jim ' and criedC2
And Wigger who puts up the best sewed work in the shopE2
Er the whole blame neighborhoodF2
He says 'When God made Jim I bet you He didn't do anything else that dayA2
But jes set around and feel good '-

James Whitcomb Riley



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