The Funny Little Fellow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH GIGIJGKG GLGLEMEM NONOEGEG APAPGQGQ LRLRGSG| 'Twas a Funny Little Fellow | A |
| Of the very purest type | B |
| For he had a heart as mellow | A |
| As an apple over ripe | B |
| And the brightest little twinkle | C |
| When a funny thing occurred | D |
| And the lightest little tinkle | C |
| Of a laugh you ever heard | D |
| - | |
| His smile was like the glitter | E |
| Of the sun in tropic lands | F |
| And his talk a sweeter twitter | E |
| Than the swallow understands | F |
| Hear him sing and tell a story | G |
| Snap a joke ignite a pun | H |
| 'Twas a capture rapture glory | G |
| An explosion all in one | H |
| - | |
| Though he hadn't any money | G |
| That condiment which tends | I |
| To make a fellow 'honey' | G |
| For the palate of his friends | I |
| Sweet simples he compounded | J |
| Sovereign antidotes for sin | G |
| Or taint a faith unbounded | K |
| That his friends were genuine | G |
| - | |
| He wasn't honored maybe | G |
| For his songs of praise were slim | L |
| Yet I never knew a baby | G |
| That wouldn't crow for him | L |
| I never knew a mother | E |
| But urged a kindly claim | M |
| Upon him as a brother | E |
| At the mention of his name | M |
| - | |
| The sick have ceased their sighing | N |
| And have even found the grace | O |
| Of a smile when they were dying | N |
| As they looked upon his face | O |
| And I've seen his eyes of laughter | E |
| Melt in tears that only ran | G |
| As though swift dancing after | E |
| Came the Funny Little Man | G |
| - | |
| He laughed away the sorrow | A |
| And he laughed away the gloom | P |
| We are all so prone to borrow | A |
| From the darkness of the tomb | P |
| And he laughed across the ocean | G |
| Of a happy life and passed | Q |
| With a laugh of glad emotion | G |
| Into Paradise at last | Q |
| - | |
| And I think the Angels knew him | L |
| And had gathered to await | R |
| His coming and run to him | L |
| Through the widely opened Gate | R |
| With their faces gleaming sunny | G |
| For his laughter loving sake | S |
| And thinking 'What a funny | G |
| Little Angel he will make ' | - |
James Whitcomb Riley
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