Infidelity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCDEE FGFHII JKJLKK F MFMNN OO P PQPQQQ RSRSTT UVUVWW QKQKXX YY Y QQQQGG QUUQZZ QA2A2QYY YY| Three Triangles | A |
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| TRIANGLE ONE | B |
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| My husband put some poison in my beer | C |
| And fondly hoped that I would drink it up | D |
| He would get rid of me no bloody fear | C |
| For when his back was turned I changed the cup | D |
| He took it all and if he did not die | E |
| Its just because he's heartier than I | E |
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| And now I watch and watch him night and day | F |
| dreading that he will try it on again | G |
| I'm getting like a skeleton they say | F |
| And every time I feel the slightest pain | H |
| I think he's got me this time Oh the beast | I |
| He might have let me starve to death at least | I |
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| But all he thinks of is that shell pink nurse | J |
| I know as well as well that they're in loe | K |
| I'm sure they kiss and maybe do things worse | J |
| Although she looks as gentle as a dove | L |
| I see their eyes with passion all aglow | K |
| I know they only wait for me to go | K |
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| Ah well I'll go I have to anyway | F |
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| But they will pay the price of lust and sin | M |
| I've sent a letter to the police to say | F |
| If I should die its them have dome me in | M |
| And now a lot of vernal I'll take | N |
| And go to sleep and never never wake | N |
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| But won't I laugh Aye even when I'm dead | O |
| To think of them both hanging by the head | O |
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| TRIANGLE TWO | P |
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| My wife's a fancy bit of stuff it's true | P |
| But that's no reason she should do me dirt | Q |
| Of course I know a girl is tempted to | P |
| With mountain men a fussin' round her skirt | Q |
| A 'andome women's bound to 'ave a 'eart | Q |
| But that's no reason she should be a tart | Q |
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| I didn't oughter give me 'ome address | R |
| To sergeant when 'e last went on 'is leave | S |
| And now the 'ole shebang's a bloody mess | R |
| I didn't think the missis would deceive | S |
| And 'ere was I a riskin' of me life | T |
| And thee was 'e a sleepin' wiv me wife | T |
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| Go blimy but this thing 'as got to stop | U |
| Well next time when we makes a big attack | V |
| As soon as we gets well across the top | U |
| I'll plug 'em accidental in the back | V |
| 'E'll cop a blinkin' packet in 'is spine | W |
| And that'll be the end of 'im the swine | W |
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| It's easy in the muck up of a fight | Q |
| And all me mates'll think it was the foe | K |
| And 'oo can say it doesn't serve 'im right | Q |
| And I'll go 'ome and none will ever know | K |
| My missis didn't oughter do that sort o' thing | X |
| Seein' as 'ow she wears my weddin' ring | X |
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| Well we'll be just as 'appy as before | Y |
| When otherwise she might a' bin a 'ore | Y |
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| TRIANGLE THREE | Y |
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| It's fun to see Joe fuss around that kid | Q |
| I know 'e loves 'er more than all the rest | Q |
| Because she's by a lot the prettiest | Q |
| 'E wouldn't lose 'er for a 'undred quid | Q |
| I love 'er too because she isn't his'n | G |
| But Jim his brother's wot they've put in prision | G |
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| It's 'ard to 'ave a 'usband wot you 'ate | Q |
| So soft that if 'e knowed you'd 'ad a tup | U |
| 'E wouldn't 'ave the guts to beat you up | U |
| Now Jim 'e's wot I call a proper mate | Q |
| I daren't try no monkey tricks wiv 'im | Z |
| 'E'd flay be 'ide off quite right too would Jim | Z |
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| I won't let on to Jim when 'e comes out | Q |
| But Joe each time I see 'im kissin' Nell | A2 |
| I 'ave to leave the room and laughlike 'ell | A2 |
| E'll 'ave the benefit damn little of the doubt | Q |
| So let 'im kiss our Nellie fit to smother | Y |
| There ain't no proof 'er father is 'is brother | Y |
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| Well anyway I've no remorse You see | Y |
| I've kept my frailty in the family | Y |
Robert Service
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