An Irish Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABC DEDEC| Poor Molly O'Flannagan Lord rest her soul | A |
| Drank so deeply of whiskey 'twas thought she would die | B |
| Her fond lover Pat from her nate cabin stole | A |
| And stepp'd into Dublin to buy her a pie | B |
| Oh poor Molly O'Flannagan | C |
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| Tho' chin deep in sorrow yet fun he lov'd well | D |
| A pie man pass'd near crying Pies at his aise | E |
| Here are pies of all sorts Oh if all sorts you sell | D |
| Then a twopenny magpie for me if you plaise | E |
| Oh poor Molly O'Flannagan | C |
John Carr (sir)
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