Bobs Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCCCCC CACDDDC CCCCEEEC FCFCGGHC ICICCCCC ACACCCCC ICICIIIC CACIIIC| Field Marshal Lord Roberts of Kandahar | A |
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| There's a little red faced man | B |
| Which is Bobs | C |
| Rides the talliest 'orse 'e can | B |
| Our Bobs | C |
| If it bucks or kicks or rears | C |
| 'E can sit for twenty years | C |
| With a smile round both 'is ears | C |
| Can't yer Bobs | C |
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| Then 'ere's to Bobs Bahadur little Bobs Bobs Bobs | C |
| 'E's our pukka Kandaharder | A |
| Fightin' Bobs Bobs Bobs | C |
| 'E's the Dook of Aggy Chel | D |
| 'E's the man that done us well | D |
| An' we'll follow 'im to 'ell | D |
| Won't we Bobs | C |
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| If a limber's slipped a trace | C |
| 'Ook on Bobs | C |
| If a marker's lost 'is place | C |
| Dress by Bobs | C |
| For 'e's eyes all up 'is coat | E |
| An'a a bugle in 'is throat | E |
| An'you will not play the goat | E |
| Under Bobs | C |
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| 'E's a little down on drink | F |
| Chaplain Bobs | C |
| But it keeps us outer Clink | F |
| Don't it Bobs | C |
| So we will not complain | G |
| Tho' 'e's water on the brain | G |
| If 'e leads us straight again | H |
| Blue light Bobs | C |
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| If you stood 'im on 'is head | I |
| Father Bobs | C |
| You could spill a quart ot lead | I |
| Outer Bobs | C |
| 'E's been at it thirty years | C |
| An amassin' soveneers | C |
| In the way o' slugs an' spears | C |
| Ain't yer Bobs | C |
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| What 'e does not knowv o'war | A |
| Gen'ral Bobs | C |
| You cun arst the shop next door | A |
| Can't they Bobs | C |
| Oh 'e's little but he's wise | C |
| 'E's terror for' is size | C |
| An' 'e does not advertize | C |
| Do yer Bobs | C |
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| Now they 've made a blooimin 'Lord | I |
| Ou ter Bobs | C |
| Which was but 'is fair reward | I |
| Wheren't it Bobs | C |
| So ell wear a coronet | I |
| W'here 'is 'elmet used to set | I |
| But we know you won't forget | I |
| Will yer Bobs | C |
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| Then 'ere's to Bobs Bahadur little Bobs Bobs Bobs | C |
| Pocket Wellin'ton 'an arder | A |
| Fightin' Bobs Bobs Bobs | C |
| This ain't no bloomin' ode | I |
| But you've 'elped the soldier's load | I |
| An' for benefits bestowed | I |
| Bless yer Bobs | C |
Rudyard Kipling
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