The Battle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BCBCDD EFGFHH IFFFBJ KAK LL| Dames should be doomed to dungeons | A |
| Who masticate raw onions | A |
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| She was the cuddly kind of Miss | B |
| A man can love to death | C |
| But when I sought to steal a kiss | B |
| I wilted from a breath | C |
| With onion odour so intense | D |
| I lost my loving sense | D |
| - | |
| Yet she was ever in my thought | E |
| Like some exotic flower | F |
| And so a garlic bulb I bought | G |
| And chewed it by the hour | F |
| Then when we met I thrilled to see | H |
| 'Twas she who shrank from me | H |
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| So breath to breath we battled there | I |
| To dominate each other | F |
| And though her onions odious were | F |
| My garlic was a smother | F |
| Till loth I said 'If we would kiss | B |
| Let's call an armistice | J |
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| 'Now we have proved that we are true | K |
| To our opinions | A |
| My garlic I'll give up if you | K |
| Give up your onions ' | - |
| And so next day with honey sips | L |
| How sweet her lips | L |
Robert William Service
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