My Dog's My Boss Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACAC DEDEDE FGFGF HIHIHJ| Each day when it's anighing three | A |
| Old Dick looks at the clock | B |
| Then proudly brings my stick to me | A |
| To mind me of our walk | C |
| And in his doggy rapture he | A |
| Does everything but talk | C |
| - | |
| But since I lack his zip and zest | D |
| My old bones often tire | E |
| And so I ventured to suggest | D |
| Today we hug the fire | E |
| But with what wailing he expressed | D |
| The death of his desire | E |
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| He gazed at me with eyes of woe | F |
| As if to say 'Old boy | G |
| You mustn't lose your grip you know | F |
| Let us with laughing joy | G |
| On heath and hill six miles or so | F |
| Our legs and lungs employ ' | - |
| - | |
| And then his bark was stilled to a sigh | H |
| He flopped upon the floor | I |
| But such a soft old mug am I | H |
| I threw awide the door | I |
| So gaily though the wind was high | H |
| We hiked across the moor | J |
Robert Service
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