Chapter Headings - Just-so Stories Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABCCDDDE FGHG IIFFG JKLM NGFFG OPQR SGFFG IIFFGF TTUUVVNNWWX AGAGNDND YANAZA2AA2 B2C2C2C2D2 PSNS C2E2C2E2 ANAN WF2WF2G AOAO AG2QQQG2 H2OPO QG2QQQG2C2 C2C2C2C2OOC2C2I2J2AK 2OOL2L2C2C2M2M2AGAAN N C2C2C2 N2C2N2C2C2O2C2O2 OP2OP2P2Q2P2Q2 JR2JR2S2Q2S2Q2T2 U2T2P2C2P2A P2Q2OQ2 AAOA AV2P2W2X2| When the cabin port holes are dark and green | A |
| Because of the seas outside | B |
| When the ship'goes wop with a wiggle between | A |
| And the steward falls into the soup tureen | A |
| And the trunks begin to slide | B |
| When Nursey lies on the floor in a heap | C |
| And Mummy tells you to let her sleep | C |
| And you are n't waked or washed or dressed | D |
| Why then you will know if you have n't guessed | D |
| You're Fifty North and Forty West | D |
| How the Whale Got His Throat | E |
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| The Camel's hump is an ugly lump | F |
| Which well you may see at the Zoo | G |
| But uglier yet is the hump we get | H |
| From having too little to do | G |
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| Kiddies and grown ups too oo oo | I |
| If we haven't enough to do oo oo | I |
| We get the hump | F |
| Cameelious hump | F |
| The hump that is black and blue | G |
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| We climb out of bed with a frouzly head | J |
| And a snarly yarly voice | K |
| We shiver and scowl and we grunt and we growl | L |
| At our bath and our boots and our toys | M |
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| And there ought to be a corner for me | N |
| And I know there is one for you | G |
| When we get the hump | F |
| Cameelious hump | F |
| The hump that is black and blue | G |
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| The cure for this ill is not to sit still | O |
| Or frowst with a book by the fire | P |
| But to take a large hoe and a shovel also | Q |
| And dig till you gently perspire | R |
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| And then you will find that the sun and the wind | S |
| And the Djinn of the Garden too | G |
| Have lifted the hump | F |
| The horrible hump | F |
| The hump that is black and blue | G |
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| I get it as well as you oo oo | I |
| If I haven't enough to do oo oo | I |
| We all get hump | F |
| Cameelious hump | F |
| Kiddies and grown ups too | G |
| How the Camel Got His Hump | F |
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| I am the Most Wise Baviaan saying in most wise tones | T |
| Let us melt into the landscape just us two by our lones | T |
| People have come in a carriage calling But Mummy is there | U |
| Yes I can go if you take me Nurse says she don't care | U |
| Let's go up to the pig styes and sit on the farmyard rails | V |
| Let's say things to the bunnies and watch 'em skitter their tails | V |
| Let's oh anything daddy so long as it's you and me | N |
| And going truly exploring and not being in till tea | N |
| Here's your boots I've brought 'em and here's your cap and stick | W |
| And here's your pipe and tobacco Oh come along out of it quick | W |
| How the Leopard Got His Spots | X |
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| I keep six honest serving men | A |
| They taught me all I knew | G |
| Their names are What and Why and When | A |
| And How and Where and Who | G |
| I send them over land and sea | N |
| I send them east and west | D |
| But after they have worked for me | N |
| I give them all a rest | D |
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| I let them rest from nine till five | Y |
| For I am busy then | A |
| As well as breakfast lunch and tea | N |
| For they are hungry men | A |
| But different folk have different views | Z |
| I know a person small | A2 |
| She keeps ten million serving men | A |
| Who get no rest at all | A2 |
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| She sends 'em abroad on her own affairs | B2 |
| From the second she opens her eyes | C2 |
| One million Hows two million Wheres | C2 |
| And seven million Whys | C2 |
| The Elephant's Child | D2 |
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| This is the mouth filling song of the race that was run by a Boomer | P |
| Run in a single burst only event of its kind | S |
| Started by Big God Nqong from Warrigaborrigarooma | N |
| Old Man Kangaroo first Yellow Dog Dingo behind | S |
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| Kangaroo bounded away his back legs working like pistons | C2 |
| Bounded from morning till dark twenty five feet at a bound | E2 |
| Yellow Dog Dingo lay like a yellow cloud in the distance | C2 |
| Much too busy to bark My but they covered the ground | E2 |
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| Nobody knows where they went or followed the track that they flew in | A |
| For that Continent hadn't been given a name | N |
| They ran thirty degrees from Torres Straits to the Leeuwin | A |
| Look at the Atlas please then they ran back as they came | N |
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| S'posing you could trot from Adelaide to the Pacific | W |
| For an afternoon's run half what these gentlemen did | F2 |
| You would feel rather hot but your legs would develop terrific | W |
| Yes my importunate son you'd be a Marvellous Kid | F2 |
| The Sing Song of Old Man Kangaroo | G |
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| I've never sailed the Amazon | A |
| I've never reached Brazil | O |
| But the Don and Magdalena | A |
| They can go there when they will | O |
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| Yes weekly from Southampton | A |
| Great steamers white and gold | G2 |
| Go rolling down to Rio | Q |
| Roll down roll down to Rio | Q |
| And I'd like to roll to Rio | Q |
| Some day before I'm old | G2 |
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| I've never seen a Jaguar | H2 |
| Nor yet an Armadill | O |
| O dilloing in his armour | P |
| And I s'pose I never will | O |
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| Unless I go to Rio | Q |
| These wonders to behold | G2 |
| Roll down roll down to Rio | Q |
| Roll really down to Rio | Q |
| Oh I'd love to roll to Rio | Q |
| Some day before I'm old | G2 |
| The Beginning of the Armadilloes | C2 |
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| China going P and O 's | C2 |
| Pass Pau Amma's playground close | C2 |
| And his Pusat Tasek lies | C2 |
| Near the track of most B I 's | C2 |
| N Y K and N D L | O |
| Know Pau Amma's home as well | O |
| As the Fisher of the Sea knows | C2 |
| Bens M M 's and Rubattinos | C2 |
| But and this is rather queer | I2 |
| A T L 's can not come here | J2 |
| O and O and D O A | A |
| Must go round another way | K2 |
| Orient Anchor Bibby Hall | O |
| Never go that way at all | O |
| U C S would have a fit | L2 |
| If it found itself on it | L2 |
| And if Beavers took their cargoes | C2 |
| To Penang instead of Lagos | C2 |
| Or a fat Shaw Savill bore | M2 |
| Passengers to Singapore | M2 |
| Or a White Star were to try a | A |
| Little trip to Sourabaya | G |
| Or a B S A went on | A |
| Past Natal to Cheribon | A |
| Then great Mr Lloyds would come | N |
| With a wire and drag them home | N |
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| You'll know what my riddle means | C2 |
| When you've eaten mangosteens | C2 |
| The Crab That Played with the Sea | C2 |
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| Pussy can sit by the fire and sing | N2 |
| Pussy can climb a tree | C2 |
| Or play with a silly old cork and string | N2 |
| To 'muse herself not me | C2 |
| But I like Binkie my dog because | C2 |
| He knows how to behave | O2 |
| So Binkie's the same as the First Friend was | C2 |
| And I am the Man in the Cave | O2 |
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| Pussy will play man Friday till | O |
| It's time to wet her paw | P2 |
| And make her walk on the window sill | O |
| For the footprint Crusoe saw | P2 |
| Then she fluffles her tail and mews | P2 |
| And scratches and won't attend | Q2 |
| But Binkie will play whatever I choose | P2 |
| And he is my true First Friend | Q2 |
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| Pussy will rub my knees with her head | J |
| Pretending she loves me hard | R2 |
| But the very minute I go to my bed | J |
| Pussy runs out in the yard | R2 |
| And there she stays till the morning light | S2 |
| So I know it is only pretend | Q2 |
| But Binkie he snores at my feet all night | S2 |
| And he is my Firstest Friend | Q2 |
| The Cat That Walked by Himself | T2 |
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| This Uninhabited Island | U2 |
| Is near Cape Gardafui | T2 |
| But it's hot too hot off Suez | P2 |
| For the likes of you and me Ever to go in a P | C2 |
| To call on the Cake Parsee | P2 |
| How the Rhinoceros got his Skin | A |
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| There was never a Queen like Balkis | P2 |
| From here to the wide world's end | Q2 |
| But Balkis talked to a butterfly | O |
| As you would talk to a friend | Q2 |
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| There was never a King like Solomon | A |
| Not since the world began | A |
| But Solomon talked to a butterfly | O |
| As a man would talk to a man | A |
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| She was Queen of Sab a | A |
| And he was Asia's Lord | V2 |
| But they both of 'em talked to butterflies | P2 |
| When they took their walks abroad | W2 |
| The Butterfly That Stamped | X2 |
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