Accordion Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJAJKLKL MNMNOPOQ AIAIRFRF SPSQTUTU OOU| Some carol of the banjo to its measure keeping time | A |
| Of viol or of lute some make a song | B |
| My battered old accordion you're worthy of a rhyme | A |
| You've been my friend and comforter so long | B |
| Round half the world I've trotted you a dozen years or more | C |
| You've given heaps of people lots of fun | D |
| You've set a host of happy feet a tapping on the floor | C |
| Alas your dancing days are nearly done | D |
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| I've played you from the palm belt to the suburbs of the Pole | E |
| From the silver tipped sierras to the sea | F |
| The gay and gilded cabin and the grimy glory hole | E |
| Have echoed to your impish melody | F |
| I've hushed you in the dug out when the trench was stiff with dead | G |
| I've lulled you by the coral laced lagoon | H |
| I've packed you on a camel from the dung fire on the bled | G |
| To the hell for breakfast Mountains of the Moon | H |
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| I've ground you to the shanty men a whooping heel and toe | I |
| And the hula hula graces in the glade | J |
| I've swung you in the igloo to the lousy Esquimau | A |
| And the Haussa at a hundred in the shade | J |
| The Nigger on the levee and the Dinka by the Nile | K |
| have shuffled to your insolent appeal | L |
| I've rocked with glee the chimpanzee and mocked the crocodile | K |
| And shocked the pompous penquin and the seal | L |
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| I've set the yokels singing in a little Surrey pub | M |
| Apaches swinging in a Belville bar | N |
| I've played an obligato to the tom tom's rub a dub | M |
| And the throb of Andalusian guitar | N |
| From the Horn to Honolulu from the Cape to Kalamazoo | O |
| From Wick to Wicklow Samarkand to Spain | P |
| You've roughed it with my kilt bag like a comrade tried and true | O |
| Old pal We'll never hit the trail again | Q |
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| Oh I know you're cheap and vulgar you're an instrumental crime | A |
| In drawing rooms you haven't got a show | I |
| You're a musical abortion you're the voice of grit and grime | A |
| You're the spokesman of the lowly and the low | I |
| You're a democratic devil you're the darling of the mob | R |
| You're a wheezy breezy blasted bit of glee | F |
| You're the headache of the high bow you're the horror of the snob | R |
| but you're worth your weight in ruddy gold to me | F |
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| For you've chided me in weakness and you've cheered me in defeat | S |
| You've been an anodyne in hours of pain | P |
| And when the slugging jolts of life have jarred me off my feet | S |
| You've ragged me back into the ring again | Q |
| I'll never go to Heaven for I know I am not fit | T |
| The golden harps of harmony to swell | U |
| But with asbestos bellows if the devil will permit | T |
| I'll swing you to the fork tailed imps of Hell | U |
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| Yes I'll hank you and I'll spank you | O |
| And I'll everlasting yank you | O |
| To the cinder swinging satellites of Hell | U |
Robert William Service
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