Mi Old Umberel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBCD EBEBFDFD BGBGBHBH| What matters if some fowk deride | A |
| An point wi' a finger o' scorn | B |
| Th' time wor tha wor lukt on wi' pride | A |
| Befooar mooast o'th' scoffers wor born | B |
| But aw'll ne'er turn mi back on a friend | C |
| Tho' old fashioned an grey like thisen | B |
| But aw'll try to cling to thi to th' end | C |
| Tho' thart nobbut an old umberel | D |
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| Whear wod th' young ens 'at laff be to day | E |
| But for th' old ens they turn into fun | B |
| Who wor wearm thersen bent an grey | E |
| When their days had hardly begun | B |
| Ther own youth will quickly glide past | F |
| If they live they'll ail grow old thersel | D |
| An they'll long for a true friend at last | F |
| Tho' its nobbut an old umberel | D |
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| Tha's grown budgey an faded an worn | B |
| Yet thi inside is honest an strong | G |
| But thi coverin's tattered an torn | B |
| An awm feeard 'at tha cannot last long | G |
| But when th' few years 'at's left us have run | B |
| An to th' world we have whispered farewells | H |
| May they say at my duty wor done | B |
| As weel as mi old umberel's | H |
John Hartley
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