The Party Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGHIIJKLL MMNNCCCNKKKKKKOOPPQQ NNOOQKOKKKRROONNQQOO OOCCSSCOCNCCOOQQKKOO QQFFKKTGUUVVCCQQCCCC NN| Dey had a gread big pahty down to Tom's de othah night | A |
| Was I dah You bet I nevah in my life see sich a sight | A |
| All de folks f'om fou' plantations was invited an' dey come | B |
| Dey come troopin' thick ez chillun when dey hyeahs a fife an' drum | B |
| Evahbody dressed deir fines' Heish yo' mouf an' git away | C |
| Ain't seen no sich fancy dressin' sence las' quah'tly meetin' day | C |
| Gals all dressed in silks an' satins not a wrinkle ner a crease | D |
| Eyes a battin' teeth a shinin' haih breshed back ez slick ez grease | D |
| Sku'ts all tucked an' puffed an' ruffled evah blessed seam an' stitch | E |
| Ef you 'd seen 'em wif deir mistus could n't swahed to which was which | E |
| Men all dressed up in Prince Alberts swaller tails 'u'd tek yo' bref | F |
| I cain't tell you nothin' 'bout it y' ought to seen it fu' yo'se'f | F |
| Who was dah Now who you askin' How you 'spect I gwine to know | G |
| You mus' think I stood an' counted evahbody at de do ' | H |
| Ole man Babah's house boy Isaac brung dat gal Malindy Jane | I |
| Huh a hangin' to his elbow him a struttin' wif a cane | I |
| My but Hahvey Jones was jealous seemed to stick him lak a tho'n | J |
| But he laughed with Viney Cahteh tryin' ha'd to not let on | K |
| But a pusson would 'a' noticed f'om de d'rection of his look | L |
| Dat he was watchin' ev'ry step dat Ike an' Lindy took | L |
| Ike he foun' a cheer an' asked huh Won't you set down wif a smile | M |
| An' she answe'd up a bowin' Oh I reckon 't ain't wuth while | M |
| Dat was jes' fu' Style I reckon 'cause she sot down jes' de same | N |
| An' she stayed dah 'twell he fetched huh fu' to jine some so't o' game | N |
| Den I hyeahd huh sayin' propah ez she riz to go away | C |
| Oh you raly mus' excuse me fu' I hardly keers to play | C |
| But I seen huh in a minute wif de othahs on de flo' | C |
| An' dah wasn't any one o' dem a playin' any mo' | N |
| Comin' down de flo' a bowin' an' a swayin' an' a swingin' | K |
| Puttin' on huh high toned mannahs all de time dat she was singin' | K |
| Oh swing Johnny up an' down swing him all aroun' | K |
| Swing Johnny up an' down swing him all aroun' | K |
| Oh swing Johnny up an' down swing him all aroun' | K |
| Fa' you well my dahlin' | K |
| Had to laff at ole man Johnson he 's a caution now you bet | O |
| Hittin' clost onto a hunderd but he 's spry an' nimble yet | O |
| He 'lowed how a so't o' gigglin' I ain't ole I 'll let you see | P |
| D'ain't no use in gittin' feeble now you youngstahs jes' watch me | P |
| An' he grabbed ole Aunt Marier weighs th'ee hunderd mo' er less | Q |
| An' he spun huh 'roun' de cabin swingin' Johnny lak de res' | Q |
| Evahbody laffed an' hollahed Go it Swing huh Uncle Jim | N |
| An' he swung huh too I reckon lak a youngstah who but him | N |
| Dat was bettah 'n young Scott Thomas tryin' to be so awful smaht | O |
| You know when dey gits to singin' an' dey comes to dat ere paht | O |
| In some lady's new brick house | Q |
| In some lady's gyahden | K |
| Ef you don't let me out I will jump out | O |
| So fa' you well my dahlin' | K |
| Den dey 's got a circle 'roun' you an' you's got to break de line | K |
| Well dat dahky was so anxious lak to bust hisse'f a tryin' | K |
| Kep' on blund'rin' 'roun' an' foolin' 'twell he giv' one gread big jump | R |
| Broke de line an lit head fo'most in de fiah place right plump | R |
| Hit 'ad fiah in it mind you well I thought my soul I 'd bust | O |
| Tried my best to keep f'om laffin' but hit seemed like die I must | O |
| Y' ought to seen dat man a scramblin' f'om de ashes an' de grime | N |
| Did it bu'n him Sich a question why he did n't give it time | N |
| Th'ow'd dem ashes and dem cindahs evah which a way I guess | Q |
| An' you nevah did I reckon clap yo' eyes on sich a mess | Q |
| Fu' he sholy made a picter an' a funny one to boot | O |
| Wif his clothes all full o' ashes an' his face all full o' soot | O |
| Well hit laked to stopped de pahty an' I reckon lak ez not | O |
| Dat it would ef Tom's wife Mandy had n't happened on de spot | O |
| To invite us out to suppah well we scrambled to de table | C |
| An' I 'd lak to tell you 'bout it what we had but I ain't able | C |
| Mention jes' a few things dough I know I had n't orter | S |
| Fu' I know 't will staht a hank'rin' an' yo' mouf 'll 'mence to worter | S |
| We had wheat bread white ez cotton an' a egg pone jes like gol' | C |
| Hog jole bilin' hot an' steamin' roasted shoat an' ham sliced cold | O |
| Look out What's de mattah wif you Don't be fallin' on de flo' | C |
| Ef it 's go'n' to 'fect you dat way I won't tell you nothin' mo' | N |
| Dah now well we had hot chittlin's now you 's tryin' ag'in to fall | C |
| Cain't you stan' to hyeah about it S'pose you'd been an' seed it all | C |
| Seed dem gread big sweet pertaters layin' by de possum's side | O |
| Seed dat coon in all his gravy reckon den you 'd up and died | O |
| Mandy 'lowed you all mus' 'scuse me d' wa'n't much upon my she'ves | Q |
| But I's done my bes' to suit you so set down an' he'p yo'se'ves | Q |
| Tom he 'lowed I don't b'lieve in 'pologisin' an' perfessin' | K |
| Let 'em tek it lak dey ketch it Eldah Thompson ask de blessin' | K |
| Wish you 'd seed dat colo'ed preachah cleah his th'oat an' bow his head | O |
| One eye shet an' one eye open dis is evah wud he said | O |
| Lawd look down in tendah mussy on sich generous hea'ts ez dese | Q |
| Make us truly thankful amen Pass dat possum ef you please | Q |
| Well we eat and drunk ouah po'tion 'twell dah was n't nothin' lef | F |
| An' we felt jes' like new sausage we was mos' nigh stuffed to def | F |
| Tom he knowed how we 'd be feelin' so he had de fiddlah 'roun' | K |
| An' he made us cleah de cabin fu' to dance dat suppah down | K |
| Jim de fiddlah chuned his fiddle put some rosum on his bow | T |
| Set a pine box on de table mounted it an' let huh go | G |
| He's a fiddlah now I tell you an' he made dat fiddle ring | U |
| 'Twell de ol'est an' de lamest had to give deir feet a fling | U |
| Jigs cotillions reels an' breakdowns cordrills an' a waltz er two | V |
| Bless yo' soul dat music winged 'em an' dem people lak to flew | V |
| Cripple Joe de old rheumatic danced dat flo' f'om side to middle | C |
| Th'owed away his crutch an' hopped it what's rheumatics 'ginst a fiddle | C |
| Eldah Thompson got so tickled dat he lak to los' his grace | Q |
| Had to tek bofe feet an' hol' dem so 's to keep 'em in deir place | Q |
| An' de Christuns an' de sinnahs got so mixed up on dat flo' | C |
| Dat I don't see how dey 'd pahted ef de trump had chanced to blow | C |
| Well we danced dat way an' capahed in de mos' redic'lous way | C |
| 'Twell de roostahs in de bahnyard cleahed deir th'oats an' crowed fu' day | C |
| Y' ought to been dah fu' I tell you evahthing was rich an' prime | N |
| An' dey ain't no use in talkin' we jes had one scrumptious time | N |
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