Mc'clusky's Nell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBBAAAACCDDAAEFAA BBGGAABBAA HHEEIIJJBA KKLLBBAAAA BBFFMMNNAA AAGAIIAAAA| In Mike Maloney's Nugget bar the hooch was flowin' free | A |
| An' One eyed Mike was shakin' dice wi' Montreal Maree | A |
| An roarin' rageful warning when the boys got overwild | B |
| When peekin' through the double door he spied a tiny child | B |
| Then Mike Maloney muttered Hell Now ain't that jest too bad | B |
| It's Dud McClusky's orphen Nell a lookin' for her dad | B |
| An' him in back a lushin' wine wi' Violet de Vere | A |
| Three times I've told the lousy swine to keep away from here | A |
| Pore leetle sing He leaves her lone so he go on ze spree | A |
| I feex her yet zat Violet said Montreal Maree | A |
| Now I'm accommodatin' when it comes to scented sin | C |
| But when I saw that innocent step in our drunken din | C |
| I felt that I would like to crawl an' hide my head in shame | D |
| An' judgin' by their features all them sourdoughs felt the same | D |
| For there they stood like chunks o' wood forgettin' how to swear | A |
| An' every glass o' likker was suspended in the air | A |
| For with her hair of sunny silk and big blue pansy eyes | E |
| She looked jest like an angel child stepped outa paradise | F |
| So then Big Mike paternal like took her upon his knee | A |
| Ze pauv' petite She ees so sweet said Montreal Maree | A |
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| The kid was mighty scared we saw an' peaked an' pale an' sad | B |
| She nestled up to One eyed Mike jest like he was her dad | B |
| Then he got strokin' of her hair an' she began to sob | G |
| An' there was anger in the air of all that plastered mob | G |
| When in a hush so stark an' strained it seemed to stab the ear | A |
| We heard the lush plunk parlour laugh o' Violet de Vere | A |
| Then Montreal Maree arose an' vanished from our sight | B |
| An' soon we heard the sound o' blows suggestin' female fight | B |
| An' when she joined the gang again dishevelly was she | A |
| Jeezecrize I fix zat Violet said Montreal Maree | A |
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| Then Barman Bill cam forward with what seemed a glass o' milk | H |
| It's jest an egg nog Missy but it's slick an' smooth as silk | H |
| An' as the kiddy slowly sipped wi' gaze o' glad surprise | E |
| Them fifty sozzled sourdoughs uttered fifty happy sighs | E |
| Then Ragtime Joe swung on his stool an' soft began to play | I |
| A liltin' tune that made ye think o' daffydills in May | I |
| An' Gumboot Jones in solemn tones said You should hear her sing | J |
| They've got the cabin next to mine an like a bird in Spring | J |
| She fills that tumble down old shack wi' simple melodee | B |
| Maybe she sing a song for us said Montreal Maree | A |
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| Now I don't hold wi' mushy stuff tear jerkin' ain't my line | K |
| Yet somehow that kid's singin' sent the shivers down my spine | K |
| An' all them salted sourdoughs sighed an' every eye was dim | L |
| For what she sang upon the bar was just a simple hymn | L |
| Somethin' about Abide with me fast falls the eventide | B |
| My Mother used to sing it say I listened bleary eyed | B |
| That childish treble was so sweet so clear so tender true | A |
| It seemed to grip you by the heart an' did queer things to you | A |
| It made me think o' childhood days from sin an' sorrow free | A |
| Zat child she make me want to cry said Montreal Maree | A |
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| Then up spoke One eyed Mike What can't with us let her abide | B |
| For her dear Mother's sake we gotta send that kid outside | B |
| Ye know this camp's a den o' sin ye know that Dud's no dice | F |
| Let's stake her to a convent school an' have her brought up nice | F |
| An' so them bearded sourdoughs crowded round an' on an' all | M |
| Dug down an' flung upon the bar their nuggets great and small | M |
| I guess we got a thousand bucks exulted One eyed Mike | N |
| You bastards are a credit to the camp of Lucky Strike | N |
| You see zis leetle silver cross my mozzaire give to me | A |
| Look boys I hang it on zee gosse said Montreal Maree | A |
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| Time marches on that little Nell is now a famous star | A |
| An' yet she got her singin' start on Mike Maloney's bar | A |
| Aye it was back in ninety eight she made her first dayboo | G |
| An' of that audience to day are left but only two | A |
| For all them bibulous sourdoughs have bravely passed away | I |
| An' Lucky Strike is jest another ghost town to day | I |
| But Nell now sings in opera we saw her in Boheem | A |
| 'Twas at a high toned matinay an' say she was a dream | A |
| So also thought the white haired dame a sittin' down by me | A |
| My lovin' spouse that once was known as Montreal Maree | A |
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