The Pigeons Of St. Marks Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAA CDCDEE FCFCCC AAAAGH AAAAAAAA| Something's wrong in Pigeon land | A |
| 'Tisn't as it used to be | B |
| When the pilgrim corn in hand | A |
| Courted us with laughing glee | B |
| When we crooned with pinions furled | A |
| Tamest pigeons in the world | A |
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| When we packed each arm and shoulder | C |
| Never deeming man a menace | D |
| Surly birds were never bolder | C |
| Than our dainty doves of Venice | D |
| Who would have believed a pigeon | E |
| Could become wild as a widgeon | E |
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| Well juts blame it on the War | F |
| When Venetians grew thinner | C |
| And gaunt hands would grab us for | F |
| Succulence to serve a dinner | C |
| How our numbers fast grew fewer | C |
| As we perished on a skewer | C |
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| Pa and Mummie went like that | A |
| So when tourist takes his stand | A |
| On his Borsolino hat | A |
| Soft as whispered love I land | A |
| Then with cooing liquid vowels | G |
| I evacuate my bowls | H |
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| Something's wrong in Pigeon land | A |
| Mankind we no longer trust | A |
| Shrinking from the tendered hand | A |
| pick we corn from out the dust | A |
| While on guileless pilgrim pate | A |
| Thinking that revenge is sweet | A |
| Soft I croon my hymn of hate | A |
| Drop my tribute and retreat | A |
Robert Service
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