Scotty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIEEJJKKLLCCEE MMLL

Scotty's dead Of course he isA
Jes' that same old luck of hisA
Ever sence we went cahootsB
He's be'n first you bet yer bootsB
When our schoolin' first begunC
Got two whippin's to my oneC
Stold and smoked the first cigarD
Stood up first before the barD
Takin' whisky straight and meE
Wastin' time on blackberryE
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Beat me in the Army tooF
And clean on the whole way throughF
In more scrapes around the campG
And more troubles on the trampG
Fought and fell there by my sideH
With more bullets in his hideH
And more glory in the causeI
That's the kind o' man he wasI
Luck liked Scotty more'n meE
I got married Scotty heE
Never even would applyJ
Fer the pension money IJ
Had to beg of Uncle SamK
That's the kind o' cuss I amK
Scotty allus first and bestL
Me the last and ornriestL
Yit fer all that's said and doneC
All the battles fought and wonC
We hain't prospered him ner meE
Both as pore as pore could beE
Though we've allus up tel nowM
Stuck together anyhowM
Scotty allus as I've saidL
Luckiest And now he's deadL

James Whitcomb Riley



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