Papa Poodle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHBBII JJKKLL

Can any one look so wise and have so little in his headA
How long will it be Papa Poodle before you have learned to readA
You were called Papa Poodle because you took care of me when I was a babyB
And now I can read words of three syllables and you sit with a book before you like a regular gabyB
You've not read a word since I put you in that corner ten minutes agoC
Bill and I've fought the battle of Waterloo since dinner and you've not learned BA BE BI BOC
Here am I doing the whole British Army by myself for Bill is obliged to be the FrenchD
And I've come away to hear you say your lesson and left Bill waiting for me in the trenchD
And there you sit with a curly white wig like the Lord Chief Justice and as grave a faceE
Looking the very picture of goodness and wisdom when you're really in the deepest disgraceE
Those woolly locks of yours grow thicker and thicker Papa PoodleF
Does the wool tangle inside as well as outside your head and is it that which makes you such a noodleF
You seem so clever at some things and so stupid at others and I keep wondering whyG
But I'm afraid the truth is Papa Poodle that you're uncommonly slyG
You did no spelling lessons last week for you were out from morning till nightH
Except when you slunk in like a dirty door mat on legs and with one ear bleeding from a fightH
Looking as if you'd no notion what o'clock it was and had come home to seeB
But your watch keeps very good meal time Papa Poodle for you're always at breakfast and dinner and teaB
No it's no good your shaking hands and licking me with your tongue I know you can do thatI
But sitting up and giving paws and kissing won't teach you to spell C A T CatI
I wonder if I let you off lessons whether I could teach you to pull the string with your teeth and fire our new gunJ
If I could you might be the Artillery all to yourself and it would be capital funJ
You wag your tail at that do you You would like it a great deal betterK
But I can't bear you to be such a dunce when you look so wise and yet I don't believe you'll ever learn a letterK
Aunt Jemima is going to make me a new cocked hat out of the next old newspaper for I want to have a reviewL
But the newspaper after that Papa Poodle must be kept to make a fool's cap for youL

Juliana Horatia Ewing



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