Mama Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHIJKLMKNOPOQO FNNRRSTUVRW XYZA2B2C2D2SE2F2G2H2 AC2I2J2K2L2LM2 YN2O2P2Q2NR2H2| Mama's face | A |
| is smooth and pale as tea rose leaves | B |
| That ivory oval of aunt Gem | C |
| you sucked the miniature off | D |
| had black black hair like mama | E |
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| Pit it ty pat | F |
| Mama walks so fast | G |
| street lamps jig | H |
| without bending a leg | I |
| lights in the windows | J |
| play twinkling tunes | K |
| on crimson and blue | L |
| bottles like bubbles | M |
| big as balloons | K |
| Faster and faster | N |
| and pink light spurts | O |
| over cakes doing polkas | P |
| in little white shirts | O |
| with cake princesses | Q |
| in flounced white skirts | O |
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| Pit pat | F |
| mama walks slower | N |
| slower and slower | N |
| Eyes lamps stars | R |
| acres and acres of stars | R |
| bells and sleepily | S |
| flapping feet | T |
| You're glad mama walks slow | U |
| It's nice to be carried along | V |
| up high near the stars | R |
| that look at you with a grave great look | W |
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| Every night | X |
| mama sings you to sleep | Y |
| When she sings O for the light of thine eyes Dolores | Z |
| there's a castle on a cliff | A2 |
| and the sea roars like lions | B2 |
| It leaps at the castle | C2 |
| and the cliff knocks it down | D2 |
| but always the sea | S |
| shakes its flattened head | E2 |
| and gets up again | F2 |
| The castle has no roof | G2 |
| so the rain spins silvery webs in it | H2 |
| and Dolores' face | A |
| floats dim and beautiful | C2 |
| the way flowers do when they are drowned | I2 |
| Step by white step | J2 |
| she goes up the castle stairs | K2 |
| but the stair goes up into the sky | L2 |
| and the sky keeps going up too | L |
| and none of them ever get there | M2 |
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| When mama sings Ba ba black sheep | Y |
| the stars seem to shine through her voice | N2 |
| so everything has to be still | O2 |
| and when she has finished singing | P2 |
| her song goes up off the earth | Q2 |
| higher and higher | N |
| till it is only as big as a tiny silver bird | R2 |
| with nothing but moonlight around it | H2 |
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