A Cold Dooas. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBAACCBBDDEECCFFAA GGBBHHIIJJCCKKLLEEAA JJBBCCMMBBNNLLCCBB

One neet aw went hooam what time aw can't tellA
But it must ha been lat for awd th' street to myselA
Furst one clock then t'other kept ringin aght chimesB
Aw wor gaumless a chap will get gaumless sometimesB
Thinks aw tha'll drop in for't to neet lad tha willA
But aw oppen'd th' haase door an aw heeard all wor stillA
Soa aw ventured o' tip toe to creep up to bedC
Thinkin th' less aw disturbed her an th' less wod be sedC
When awd just getten ready to bob under th' clooasB
Aw bethowt me aw hadn't barred th' gate an lockt th' doorsB
Soa daan stairs aw crept ommost holdin mi breeathD
An ivverything raand mi wor silent as deeathD
When aw stept aght oth door summat must ha been wrangE
For it shut ov itsen wi a terrible bangE
It wor lucky aw cleared it withaat gettin hurtC
But still aw wor lockt aght o' door i' mi shirtC
Thinks aw its noa use to be feared ov a dinF
Awst be foorced to rouse Betty to let me get inF
An to mend matters snow wor beginnin to fallA
An a linen shirt makes but a poor overallA
Aw knockt at first pratly for fear ov a rowG
But her snooarin aw heeard plain enuff daan belowG
Mi flesh wor i' gooise lumps mi feet wor like iceB
To be frozzen to deeath thinks aw willn't be niceB
Soa as knockin wor useless aw started to brayH
Till at last one oth pannels began to give wayH
All th' neighbors ther heeads aght oth windows did popI
But aw couldn't wake Betty shoo slept like a topI
At last a poleeceman coom raand wi his lampJ
An he spied mi an thowt mi some murderin scampJ
Aw tried to explain but he wodn't give heedC
For he wanted a job like all th' rest ov his breedC
He tuk me to th' lock up an thear made a chargeK
At aw wor a lunatic rooamin at largeK
In a cell aw wor put whear aw fan other threeL
'Twor a small cell for four but a big sell for meL
An shiv'rin an shudd'rin an pairt druffen sickE
That neet seem'd to me twice as long as a wickE
Next mornin they dragg'd me to th' cooart haase to tellA
What it meant an to give an accaant o' miselA
An they fined me five shillin but ha could aw payJ
When mi brass wor ith pockets oth clooas far awayJ
Then they sent Betty word an shoo coom for it seemsB
Shoo wor up i' gooid time for shoo'd had ugly dreeamsB
An shoo browt me mi clooas an shoo set me all streightC
But her pity wor nobbut It just sarves thee reightC
Sin then yo've noa nooation what awve to endureM
For aw gate sich a cold 'at noa phisic can cureM
An if aw complain Betty says i' quicksticksB
Tha sees what tha gets wi thi wrang headed tricksB
Soa aw grin an aw bide it as weel as aw canN
But awve altered mi tactics an nah it's mi planN
If mi mates ivver tempt me an get me to rooamL
Aw sup pop when awm aght an sup whisky at hooamL
An Betty declares it's been all for mi gooidC
For awd long wanted summat to cooil mi young blooidC
But this lesson it towt me awl freely confessB
To mak sewer th' gate's made fast befoor aw undressB

John Hartley



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