Room 7: The Coco-fiend Poem Rhyme Scheme

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I look at no one me	A
I pass them on the stair	B
Shadows I don't see	A
Shadows everywhere	B
Haunting taunting staring glaring	C
Shadows I don't care	B
Once my room I gain	D
Then my life begins	E
Shut the door on pain	D
How the Devil grins	E
Grin with might and main	D
Grin and grin in vain	D
Here's where Heav'n begins	E
Cocaine Cocaine	D
	-
A whiff Ah that's the thing	C
How it makes me gay	F
Now I want to sing	C
Leap laugh play	F
Ha I've had my fling	C
Mistress of a king	C
In my day	F
Just another snuff	G
Oh the blessed stuff	G
How the wretched room	H
Rushes from my sight	I
Misery and gloom	H
Melt into delight	I
Fear and death and doom	H
Vanish in the night	I
No more cold and pain	D
I am young again	J
Beautiful again	J
Cocaine Cocaine	D
	-
Oh I was made to be good to be good	K
For a true man's love and a life that's sweet	L
Fireside blessings and motherhood	K
Little ones playing around my feet	L
How it all unfolds like a magic screen	M
Tender and glowing and clear and glad	N
The wonderful mother I might have been	O
The beautiful children I might have had	N
Romping and laughing and shrill with glee	A
Oh I see them now and I see them plain	D
Darlings Come nestle up close to me	A
You comfort me so and you're just Cocaine	D
	-
It's Life that's all to blame	P
We can't do what we will	Q
She robes us with her shame	P
She crowns us with her ill	Q
I do not care because	R
I see with bitter calm	S
Life made me what I was	T
Life makes me what I am	U
Could I throw back the years	V
It all would be the same	P
Hunger and cold and tears	W
Misery fear and shame	P
And then the old refrain	D
Cocaine Cocaine	D
	-
A love child I so here my mother came	P
Where she might live in peace with none to blame	P
And how she toiled Harder than any slave	X
What courage patient hopeful tender brave	X
We had a little room at Lavilette	N
So small so neat so clean I see it yet	N
Poor mother sewing sewing late at night	N
Her wasted face beside the candlelight	N
This Paris crushed her How she used to sigh	Y
And as I watched her from my bed I knew	Z
She saw red roofs against a primrose sky	Y
And glistening fields and apples dimmed with dew	Z
Hard times we had We counted every sou	W
We sewed sacks for a living I was quick	A2
Four busy hands to work instead of two	Z
Oh we were happy there till she fell sick	A2
	-
My mother lay her face turned to the wall	B2
And I a girl of sixteen fair and tall	B2
Sat by her side all stricken with despair	B
Knelt by her bed and faltered out a prayer	B
A doctor's order on the table lay	F
Medicine for which alas I could not pay	F
Medicine to save her life to soothe her pain	D
I sought for something I could sell in vain	D
All all was gone The room was cold and bare	B
Gone blankets and the cloak I used to wear	B
Bare floor and wall and cupboard every shelf	C2
Nothing that I could sell except myself	C2
	-
I sought the street I could not bear	B
To hear my mother moaning there	B
I clutched the paper in my hand	N
'Twas hard You cannot understand	N
I walked as martyr to the flame	P
Almost exalted in my shame	P
They turned who heard my voiceless cry	Y
For Sale a virgin who will buy	Y
And so myself I fiercely sold	N
And clutched the price a piece of gold	N
Into a pharmacy I pressed	N
I took the paper from my breast	N
I gave my money how it gleamed	N
How precious to my eyes it seemed	N
And then I saw the chemist frown	D2
Quick on the counter throw it down	D2
Shake with an angry look his head	N
Your louis d'or is bad he said	N
	-
Dazed crushed I went into the night	N
I clutched my gleaming coin so tight	N
No no I could not well believe	E2
That any one could so deceive	E2
I tried again and yet again	J
Contempt suspicion and disdain	D
Always the same reply I had	N
Get out of this Your money's bad	N
	-
Heart broken to the room I crept	N
To mother's side All still she slept	N
I bent I sought to raise her head	N
Oh God have pity she was dead	N
	-
That's how it all began	F2
Said I Revenge is sweet	N
So in my guilty span	F2
I've ruined many a man	F2
They've groveled at my feet	N
I've pity had for none	G2
I've bled them every one	G2
Oh I've had interest for	H2
That worthless louis d'or	H2
	-
But now it's over see	W
I care for no one me	W
Only at night sometimes	W
In dreams I hear the chimes	W
Of wedding bells and see	W
A woman without stain	D
With children at her knee	W
Ah how you comfort me	W
Cocaine	D

Robert Service

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