My Sort O' Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABCDC EFAFGHAH AIAIAJAJ AKLKAMNM ABOBPQRQ STUTVWFW AXYXEKZK TAAAA2AAA| I don't believe in 'ristercrats | A |
| An' never did you see | A |
| The plain ol' homelike sorter folks | A |
| Is good enough fur me | A |
| O' course I don't desire a man | B |
| To be too tarnal rough | C |
| But then I think all folks should know | D |
| When they air nice enough | C |
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| Now there is folks in this here world | E |
| From peasant up to king | F |
| Who want to be so awful nice | A |
| They overdo the thing | F |
| That's jest the thing that makes me sick | G |
| An' quicker 'n a wink | H |
| I set it down that them same folks | A |
| Ain't half so good 's you think | H |
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| I like to see a man dress nice | A |
| In clothes becomin' too | I |
| I like to see a woman fix | A |
| As women orter to do | I |
| An' boys an' gals I like to see | A |
| Look fresh an' young an' spry | J |
| We all must have our vanity | A |
| An' pride before we die | J |
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| But I jedge no man by his clothes | A |
| Nor gentleman nor tramp | K |
| The man that wears the finest suit | L |
| May be the biggest scamp | K |
| An' he whose limbs air clad in rags | A |
| That make a mournful sight | M |
| In life's great battle may have proved | N |
| A hero in the fight | M |
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| I don't believe in 'ristercrats | A |
| I like the honest tan | B |
| That lies upon the healthful cheek | O |
| An' speaks the honest man | B |
| I like to grasp the brawny hand | P |
| That labor's lips have kissed | Q |
| For he who has not labored here | R |
| Life's greatest pride has missed | Q |
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| The pride to feel that yore own strength | S |
| Has cleaved fur you the way | T |
| To heights to which you were not born | U |
| But struggled day by day | T |
| What though the thousands sneer an' scoff | V |
| An' scorn yore humble birth | W |
| Kings are but puppets you are king | F |
| By right o' royal worth | W |
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| The man who simply sits an' waits | A |
| Fur good to come along | X |
| Ain't worth the breath that one would take | Y |
| To tell him he is wrong | X |
| Fur good ain't flowin' round this world | E |
| Fur every fool to sup | K |
| You 've got to put yore see ers on | Z |
| An' go an' hunt it up | K |
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| Good goes with honesty I say | T |
| To honour an' to bless | A |
| To rich an' poor alike it brings | A |
| A wealth o' happiness | A |
| The 'ristercrats ain't got it all | A2 |
| Fur much to their su'prise | A |
| That's one of earth's most blessed things | A |
| They can't monopolize | A |
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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