Butterfly Laughter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


In the middle of our porridge platesA
There was a blue butterfly paintedB
And each morning we tried who should reach theC
butterfly firstD
Then the Grandmother said Do not eat the poorE
That made us laughG
Always she said it and always it started us laughingH
It seemed such a sweet little jokeI
I was certain that one fine morningH
The butterfly would fly out of our platesA
Laughing the teeniest laugh in the worldJ
And perch on the Grandmother's lapK

Katherine Mansfield


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