The Pledge At Spunky Point Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BACADEFE GHIJKGLG MINIDOPO AQRQSKJK TULULVWV XYZYLGA2G B2C2A2C2FLD2L E2F2LF2G2RXR AH2LULLLL ULLLLUAU| A Tale of Earnest Effort and Human Perfidy | A |
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| It's all very well for preaching | B |
| But preachin' and practice don't gee | A |
| I've give the thing a fair trial | C |
| And you can't ring it in on me | A |
| So toddle along with your pledge Squire | D |
| Ef that's what you want me to sign | E |
| Betwixt me and you I've been thar | F |
| And I'll not take any in mine | E |
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| A year ago last Fo'th July | G |
| A lot of the boys was here | H |
| We all got corned and signed the pledge | I |
| For to drink no more that year | J |
| There was Tilman Joy and Sheriff McPhail | K |
| And me and Abner Fry | G |
| And Shelby's boy Leviticus | L |
| And the Golyers Luke and Cy | G |
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| And we anteed up a hundred | M |
| In the hands of Deacon Kedge | I |
| For to be divided the follerin' Fo'th | N |
| 'Mongst the boys that kep' the pledge | I |
| And we knowed each other so well Squire | D |
| You may take my scalp for a fool | O |
| Ef every man when he signed his name | P |
| Didn't feel cock sure of the pool | O |
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| Fur a while it all went lovely | A |
| We put up a job next day | Q |
| Fur to make Joy b'lieve his wife was dead | R |
| And he went home middlin' gay | Q |
| Then Abner Fry he killed a man | S |
| And afore he was hung McPhail | K |
| Jest bilked the widder outen her sheer | J |
| By getting him slewed in jail | K |
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| But Chris'mas scooped the Sheriff | T |
| The egg nogs gethered him in | U |
| And Shelby's boy Leviticus | L |
| Was New Year's tight as sin | U |
| And along in March the Golyers | L |
| Got so drunk that a fresh biled owl | V |
| Would 'a' looked 'long side o' them two young men | W |
| Like a sober temperance fowl | V |
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| Four months alone I walked the chalk | X |
| I thought my heart would break | Y |
| And all them boys a slappin' my back | Z |
| And axin' What'll you take | Y |
| I never slep' without dreamin' dreams | L |
| Of Burbin Peach or Rye | G |
| But I chawed at my niggerhead and swore | A2 |
| I'd rake that pool or die | G |
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| At last the Fo'th I humped myself | B2 |
| Through chores and breakfast soon | C2 |
| Then scooted down to Taggarts' store | A2 |
| For the pledge was off at noon | C2 |
| And all the boys was gethered thar | F |
| And each man hilt his glass | L |
| Watchin' me and the clock quite solemn like | D2 |
| Fur to see the last minute pass | L |
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| The clock struck twelve I raised the jug | E2 |
| And took one lovin' pull | F2 |
| I was holler clar from skull to boots | L |
| It seemed I couldn't git full | F2 |
| But I was roused by a fiendish laugh | G2 |
| That might have raised the dead | R |
| Them ornary sneaks had sot the clock | X |
| A half an hour ahead | R |
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| All right I squawked You've got me | A |
| Jest order your drinks agin | H2 |
| And we'll paddle up to the Deacon's | L |
| And scoop the ante in | U |
| But when we got to Kedge's | L |
| What a sight was that we saw | L |
| The Deacon and Parson Skeeters | L |
| In the tail of a game of Draw | L |
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| They had shook 'em the heft of the mornin' | U |
| The Parson's luck was fa'r | L |
| And he raked the minute we got thar | L |
| The last of our pool on a pa'r | L |
| So toddle along with your pledge Squire | L |
| I 'low it's all very fine | U |
| But ez fur myself I thank ye | A |
| I'll not take any in mine | U |
John Hay
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