Marksman Sam Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GEHE IJKJ LMLN OMIM PJQJ RSMS SJSJ TUEU VLJL SWSW XYSY MZMZ SSSS ZSSS EMEM JSVS A2YB2Y

When Sam Small joined the regimentA
'E were no' but a raw recruitB
And they marched 'im away one wint'ry dayC
'Is musket course to shootB
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They woke 'im up at the crack o' dawnD
Wi' many a nudge and shakeE
'E were dreaming that t' Sergeant 'ad broke 'is neckF
And 'e didn't want to wakeE
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Lieutenant Bird came on paradeG
And chided the lads for mooningE
'E talked in a voice like a pound o' plumsH
'Is tonsils needed pruningE
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Move to the right by fours he saidI
Crisp like but most severeJ
But Sam didn't know 'is right from 'is leftK
So pretended 'e didn't 'earJ
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Said Lieutenant Sergeant take this man's nameL
The Sergeant took out 'is pencilM
'E were getting ashamed o' taking Sam's nameL
And were thinking o' cutting a stencilN
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Sam carried a musket a knapsack and coatO
Spare boots that 'e'd managed to wangleM
A 'atchet a spade in fact as Sam saidI
'E'd got everything bar t'kitchen mangleM
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March easy men Lieutenant criedP
As the musket range grew nearJ
March easy me blushing Aunt Fanny said SamQ
What a chance with all this 'ereJ
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When they told 'im to fire at five 'undred yardsR
Sam nearly 'ad a fitS
For a six foot wall or the Albert 'AllM
Were all 'e were likely to 'itS
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'E'd fitted a cork in 'is musket endS
To keep 'is powder dryJ
And 'e didn't remember to take it outS
The first time 'e let flyJ
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'Is gun went off with a kind o' popT
Where 'is bullet went no one knewU
But next day they spoke of a tinker's mokeE
Being killed by a cork in CreweU
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At three 'undred yards Sam shut 'is eyesV
And took a careful aimL
'E failed to score but the marker sworeJ
And walked away quite lameL
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At two 'undred yards Sam fired so wildS
That the Sergeant feared for 'is skinW
And the lads all cleared int' t' neighbouring fieldS
And started to dig 'emselves inW
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Ooh Sergeant I hear a scraping noiseX
Said Sam What can it beY
The noise that 'e 'eard were lieutenant BirdS
'Oo were climbing the nearest treeY
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Ooh Sergeant said Sam I've 'it the bullM
What price my shooting nowZ
Said the Sergeant A bull Yer gormless foolM
Yon isn't a bull it's a cowZ
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At fifty yards 'is musket kickedS
And went off with a noise like a blizzardS
And down came a crow looking fair surprisedS
With a ram rod through 'is gizzardS
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As 'e loaded 'is musket to fire agenZ
Said the Sergeant Don't waste shotS
Yer'd best fix bayonets and charge my ladS
It's the only chance yer've gotS
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Sam kept loading 'is gun while the Sergeant spokeE
Till the bullets peeped out of the muzzleM
When all of a sudden it went off bangE
What made it go were a puzzleM
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The bullets flew out in a kind of a sprayJ
And everything round got pepperedS
When they counted 'is score 'e'd got eight bulls eyesV
Four magpies two lambs and a shepherdS
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And the Sergeant for this got a D C MA2
And the Colonel an O B EY
Lieutenant Bird got the D S OB2
And Sam got five days C BY

Marriott Edgar



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