Oonts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDDEDE FD GGFFDHDH IIJJDFDF KKLLDMDM DDDDDFDF

Northern India Transport TrainA
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Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk wot makes 'im to perspireB
It isn't standin' up to charge nor lyin' down to fireC
But it's everlastin' waitin' on a everlastin' roadD
For the commissariat camel an' 'is commissariat loadD
O the oont O the oont O the commissariat oontD
With 'is silly neck a bobbin' like a basket full o' snakesE
We packs 'im like an idol an' you ought to 'ear 'im gruntD
An' when we gets 'im loaded up 'is blessed girth rope breaksE
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Camel oo is pronounced like u in quot bull quot but by Mr AtkinsF
to rhyme with quot front quotD
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Wot makes the rear guard swear so 'ard when night is drorin' inG
An' every native follower is shiverin' for 'is skinG
It ain't the chanst o' being rushed by Paythans from the 'illsF
It's the commissariat camel puttin' on 'is bloomin' frillsF
O the oont O the oont O the hairy scary oontD
A trippin' over tent ropes when we've got the night alarmH
We socks 'im with a stretcher pole an' 'eads 'im off in frontD
An' when we've saved 'is bloomin' life 'e chaws our bloomin' armH
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The 'orse 'e knows above a bit the bullock's but a foolI
The elephant's a gentleman the battery mule's a muleI
But the commissariat cam u el when all is said an' doneJ
'E's a devil an' a ostrich an' a orphan child in oneJ
O the oont O the oont O the Gawd forsaken oontD
The lumpy 'umpy 'ummin' bird a singin' where 'e liesF
'E's blocked the whole division from the rear guard to the frontD
An' when we get him up again the beggar goes an' diesF
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'E'll gall an' chafe an' lame an' fight 'e smells most awful vileK
'E'll lose 'isself for ever if you let 'im stray a mileK
'E's game to graze the 'ole day long an' 'owl the 'ole night throughL
An' when 'e comes to greasy ground 'e splits 'isself in twoL
O the oont O the oont O the floppin' droppin' oontD
When 'is long legs give from under an' 'is meltin' eye is dimM
The tribes is up be'ind us and the tribes is out in frontD
It ain't no jam for Tommy but it's kites an' crows for 'imM
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So when the cruel march is done an' when the roads is blindD
An' when we sees the camp in front an' 'ears the shots be'indD
Ho then we strips 'is saddle off and all 'is woes is pastD
'E thinks on us that used 'im so and gets revenge at lastD
O the oont O the oont O the floatin' bloatin' oontD
The late lamented camel in the water cut 'e liesF
We keeps a mile be'ind 'im an' we keeps a mile in frontD
But 'e gets into the drinkin' casks and then o' course we diesF

Rudyard Kipling



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