Hot Digitty Dog Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIJJ KKLLKKMMNN KKKFOOKKPP QQRRKKSSTU| Hot digitty dog Now ain't it queer | A |
| I've been abroad for over a year | A |
| Seen a helluva lot since then | B |
| Killed I reckon a dozen men | B |
| Six was doubtful but six was sure | C |
| Three in Normandy three in the Ruhr | C |
| Four I got with a hand grenade | D |
| Two I shot in a midnight raid | D |
| Oh I ain't sorry except perhaps | E |
| To think that my jerries wasn't japs | E |
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| Hot digitty dog Now ain't it tough | F |
| I oughta be handed hero stuff | F |
| Bands and banquets and flags and flowers | G |
| Speeches peaches confetti showers | G |
| Welcome back to the old home town | H |
| Colour Sargent Josephus Brown | H |
| Fought like a tiger one of our best | I |
| Medals and ribands on his chest | I |
| cheers for a warrior fresh from the fight | J |
| Sure I'd 'a got 'em had I been white | J |
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| Hot digitty dog It's jist too bad | K |
| Gittin' home an' nobody gald | K |
| Sneakin' into the Owl Drug Store | L |
| Nobody knowin' me any more | L |
| Admirin' my uniform fine and fit | K |
| Say I've certainly changed a bit | K |
| From the lanky lad who used to croon | M |
| To a battered banjo in Shay's Saloon | M |
| From the no good nigger who runned away | N |
| After stickin' his knife into ol' man Shay | N |
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| They's a lynched me for he was white | K |
| But he raped my sister one Sunday night | K |
| So I did what a proper man should do | K |
| And I sunk his body deep in the slough | F |
| Oh he taunted me to my dark disgrace | O |
| Called me a nigger spat in my face | O |
| So I buried my jack knife in his heart | K |
| Laughin' to see the hot blood start | K |
| Laughin' still though it's long ago | P |
| And nobody's ever a gonna know | P |
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| Nobody's ever a gonna tell | Q |
| How Ol' Man Shay went straight to hell | Q |
| nobody's gonna make me confess | R |
| And what is a killin' more or less | R |
| My skin may be black but by Christ I fight | K |
| I've slain a dozen and each was white | K |
| And none of 'em ever did me no harm | S |
| And my conscience is clear I've no alarm | S |
| So I'll go where I sank Ol' Man Shay in the bog | T |
| And spit in the water Hot digitty dog | U |
Robert Service
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