Soliloquy Of A Turkey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEF GHGHGIJI BKBKLGLGL GFGF GLGL| Dey 's a so't o' threatenin' feelin' in de blowin' of de breeze | A |
| An' I 's feelin' kin' o' squeamish in de night | B |
| I 's a walkin' 'roun' a lookin' at de diffunt style o' trees | A |
| An' a measurin' dey thickness an' dey height | B |
| Fu' dey 's somep'n mighty 'spicious in de looks de da'kies give | C |
| Ez dey pass me an' my fambly on de groun ' | D |
| So it 'curs to me dat lakly ef I caihs to try an' live | E |
| It concehns me fu' to 'mence to look erroun' | F |
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| Dey's a cu'ious kin' o' shivah runnin' up an' down my back | G |
| An' I feel my feddahs rufflin' all de day | H |
| An' my laigs commence to trimble evah blessid step I mek | G |
| W'en I sees a ax I tu'ns my head away | H |
| Folks is go'gin' me wid goodies an' dey 's treatin' me wid caih | G |
| An' I 's fat in spite of all dat I kin do | I |
| I 's mistrus'ful of de kin'ness dat's erroun' me evahwhaih | J |
| Fu' it 's jes' too good an' frequent to be true | I |
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| Snow 's a fallin' on de medders all erroun' me now is white | B |
| But I 's still kep' on a roostin' on de fence | K |
| Isham comes an' feels my breas'bone an' he hefted me las' night | B |
| An' he 's gone erroun' a grinnin' evah sence | K |
| 'T ain't de snow dat meks me shivah 't ain't de col' dat meks me | L |
| shake | G |
| 'T ain't de wintah time itse'f dat's 'fectin' me | L |
| But I t'ink de time is comin' an' I 'd bettah mek a break | G |
| Fu' to set wid Mistah Possum in his tree | L |
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| Wen you hyeah de da'kies singin' an' de quahtahs all is gay | G |
| 'T ain't de time fu' birds lak me to be 'erroun' | F |
| Wen de hick'ry chip is flyin' an' de log 's been ca'ied erway | G |
| Den hit's dang'ous to be roostin' nigh he groun' | F |
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| Grin on Isham Sing on da'kies But I flop my wings an' go | G |
| Fu' de sheltah of de ve'y highest tree | L |
| Fu' dey 's too much close ertention an' dey's too much fallin' snow | G |
| An' it's too nigh Chris'mus mo'nin' now fu' me | L |
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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