Gunga Din Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABAABCCDAAEEEAFE AABGGBHHIJJIEEBBE KKABBALLABBAEDBBE BBEBBEBBDMMEEDBBE HHDBBENODPPEEEAAE| You may talk o' gin and beer | A |
| When you're quartered safe out 'ere | A |
| An' you're sent to penny fights an' Aldershot it | B |
| But when it comes to slaughter | A |
| You will do your work on water | A |
| An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it | B |
| Now in Injia's sunny clime | C |
| Where I used to spend my time | C |
| A servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen | D |
| Of all them blackfaced crew | A |
| The finest man I knew | A |
| Was our regimental bhisti Gunga Din | E |
| He was Din Din Din | E |
| You limpin' lump o' brick dust Gunga Din | E |
| Hi slippery hitherao | A |
| Water get it Panee lao | F |
| You squidgy nosed old idol Gunga Din | E |
| - | |
| The uniform 'e wore | A |
| Was nothin' much before | A |
| An' rather less than 'arf o' that be'ind | B |
| For a piece o' twisty rag | G |
| An' a goatskin water bag | G |
| Was all the field equipment 'e could find | B |
| When the sweatin' troop train lay | H |
| In a sidin' through the day | H |
| Where the 'eat would make your bloomin' eyebrows crawl | I |
| We shouted Harry By | J |
| Till our throats were bricky dry | J |
| Then we wopped 'im 'cause 'e couldn't serve us all | I |
| It was Din Din Din | E |
| You 'eathen where the mischief 'ave you been | E |
| You put some juldee in it | B |
| Or I'll marrow you this minute | B |
| If you don't fill up my helmet Gunga Din | E |
| - | |
| 'E would dot an' carry one | K |
| Till the longest day was done | K |
| An' 'e didn't seem to know the use o' fear | A |
| If we charged or broke or cut | B |
| You could bet your bloomin' nut | B |
| 'E'd be waitin' fifty paces right flank rear | A |
| With 'is mussick on 'is back | L |
| 'E would skip with our attack | L |
| An' watch us till the bugles made Retire | A |
| An' for all 'is dirty 'ide | B |
| 'E was white clear white inside | B |
| When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire | A |
| It was Din Din Din | E |
| With the bullets kickin' dust spots on the green | D |
| When the cartridges ran out | B |
| You could hear the front files shout | B |
| Hi ammunition mules an' Gunga Din | E |
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| I shan't forgit the night | B |
| When I dropped be'ind the fight | B |
| With a bullet where my belt plate should 'a' been | E |
| I was chokin' mad with thirst | B |
| An' the man that spied me first | B |
| Was our good old grinnin' gruntin' Gunga Din | E |
| 'E lifted up my 'ead | B |
| An' he plugged me where I bled | B |
| An' 'e guv me 'arf a pint o' water green | D |
| It was crawlin' and it stunk | M |
| But of all the drinks I've drunk | M |
| I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din | E |
| It was Din Din Din | E |
| 'Ere's a beggar with a bullet through 'is spleen | D |
| 'E's chawin' up the ground | B |
| An' 'e's kickin' all around | B |
| For Gawd's sake git the water Gunga Din | E |
| - | |
| 'E carried me away | H |
| To where a dooli lay | H |
| An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean | D |
| 'E put me safe inside | B |
| An' just before 'e died | B |
| I 'ope you liked your drink sez Gunga Din | E |
| So I'll meet 'im later on | N |
| At the place where 'e is gone | O |
| Where it's always double drill and no canteen | D |
| 'E'll be squattin' on the coals | P |
| Givin' drink to poor damned souls | P |
| An' I'll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din | E |
| Yes Din Din Din | E |
| You Lazarushian leather Gunga Din | E |
| Though I've belted you and flayed you | A |
| By the livin' Gawd that made you | A |
| You're a better man than I am Gunga Din | E |
Rudyard Kipling
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