Ant Hill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEBEBFDFD GDHDIJIJ| Black ants have made a musty mound | A |
| My purple pine tree under | B |
| And I am often to be found | A |
| Regarding it with wonder | B |
| Yet as I watch somehow it s odd | C |
| Above their busy striving | D |
| I feel like an ironic god | C |
| Surveying human striving | D |
| Then one day came my serving maid | E |
| And just in time I caught her | B |
| For on each lusty arm she weighed | E |
| A pail of boiling water | B |
| She said with glee When this I spill | F |
| Of life they'll soon be lacking | D |
| Said I If even one you kill | F |
| You bitch I'll send you packing | D |
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| Just think ten thousand eager lives | G |
| In that toil worn upcasting | D |
| Their homes their babies and their wives | H |
| Destroyed in one fell blasting | D |
| Imagine that swift scalding hell | I |
| And though mayhap it seems a | J |
| Fantastic far fetched parallel | I |
| Remember Hiroshima | J |
Robert Service
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