Cells Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCBDEFEEEFE GHEIE EEJJ EEKLEEFEEEFE| I've a head like a concertina I've a tongue like a button stick | A |
| I've a mouth like an old potato and I'm more than a little sick | A |
| But I've had my fun o' the Corp'ral's Guard I've made the cinders fly | B |
| And I'm here in the Clink for a thundering drink | C |
| and blacking the Corporal's eye | B |
| With a second hand overcoat under my head | D |
| And a beautiful view of the yard | E |
| O it's pack drill for me and a fortnight's C B | F |
| For quot drunk and resisting the Guard quot | E |
| Mad drunk and resisting the Guard | E |
| 'Strewth but I socked it them hard | E |
| So it's pack drill for me and a fortnight's C B | F |
| For quot drunk and resisting the Guard quot | E |
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| I started o' canteen porter I finished o' canteen beer | G |
| But a dose o' gin that a mate slipped in it was that that brought me here | H |
| 'Twas that and an extry double Guard that rubbed my nose in the dirt | E |
| But I fell away with the Corp'ral's stock | I |
| and the best of the Corp'ral's shirt | E |
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| I left my cap in a public house my boots in the public road | E |
| And Lord knows where and I don't care my belt and my tunic goed | E |
| They'll stop my pay they'll cut away the stripes I used to wear | J |
| But I left my mark on the Corp'ral's face and I think he'll keep it there | J |
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| My wife she cries on the barrack gate my kid in the barrack yard | E |
| It ain't that I mind the Ord'ly room it's that that cuts so hard | E |
| I'll take my oath before them both that I will sure abstain | K |
| But as soon as I'm in with a mate and gin I know I'll do it again | L |
| With a second hand overcoat under my head | E |
| And a beautiful view of the yard | E |
| Yes it's pack drill for me and a fortnight's C B | F |
| For quot drunk and resisting the Guard quot | E |
| Mad drunk and resisting the Guard | E |
| 'Strewth but I socked it them hard | E |
| So it's pack drill for me and a fortnight's C B | F |
| For quot drunk and resisting the Guard quot | E |
Rudyard Kipling
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