Birds Of Prey March Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDEED FAFA GEHE FIFI AJAK KLKL FFMMFFFFFFFMarch The mud is cakin' good about our trousies | A |
Front eyes front an' watch the Colour casin's drip | B |
Front The faces of the women in the 'ouses | A |
Ain't the kind o' things to take aboard the ship | B |
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Cheer An' we'll never march to victory | C |
Cheer An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar | D |
The Large Birds o' Prey | E |
They will carry us away | E |
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more | D |
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Wheel Oh keep your touch we're goin' round a corner | F |
Time mark time an' let the men be'ind us close | A |
Lord the transport's full an' 'alf our lot not on 'er | F |
Cheer O cheer We're going off where no one knows | A |
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March The Devil's none so black as 'e is painted | G |
Cheer We'll 'ave some fun before we're put away | E |
'Alt an' 'and 'er out a woman's gone and fainted | H |
Cheer Get on Gawd 'elp the married men to day | E |
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Hoi Come up you 'ungry beggars to yer sorrow | F |
'Ear them say they want their tea an' want it quick | I |
You won't have no mind for slingers not to morrow | F |
No you'll put the 'tween decks stove out bein' sick | I |
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'Alt The married kit 'as all to go before us | A |
'Course it's blocked the bloomin' gangway up again | J |
Cheer O cheer the 'Orse Guards watchin' tender o'er us | A |
Keepin' us since eight this mornin' in the rain | K |
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Stuck in 'eavy marchin' order sopped and wringin' | K |
Sick before our time to watch 'er 'eave an' fall | L |
'Ere's your 'appy 'ome at last an' stop your singin' | K |
'Alt Fall in along the troop deck Silence all | L |
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Cheer For we'll never live to see no bloomin' victory | F |
Cheer An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar One cheer more | F |
The jackal an' the kite | M |
'Ave an 'ealthy appetite | M |
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more 'Ip Urroar | F |
The eagle an' the crow | F |
They are waitin' ever so | F |
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more 'Ip Urroar | F |
Yes the Large Birds o' Prey | F |
They will carry us away | F |
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more | F |
Rudyard Kipling
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