The King's Job Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDEDFFGHIHJJKILCM INOCIPIMDIIIICIII| The Tudor Monarchy | A |
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| Once on a time was a King anxious to understand | B |
| What was the wisest thing a man could do for his land | B |
| Most of his population hurried to answer the question | C |
| Each with a long oration each with a new suggestion | C |
| They interrupted his meals he wasn't safe in his bed from 'em | D |
| They hung round his neck and heels and at last His Majesty fled | E |
| from 'em | D |
| He put on a leper's cloak people leave lepers alone | F |
| Out of the window he broke and abdicated his throne | F |
| All that rapturous day while his Court and his ministers mourn | G |
| him | H |
| He danced on his own highway till his own Policeman warned | I |
| him | H |
| Gay and cheerful he ran lepers don't cheer as a rule | J |
| Till he found a philosopher man teaching an infant school | J |
| The windows were open wide the King sat down on the grass | K |
| And heard the children inside reciting quot Our King is an ass quot | I |
| The King popped in his head quot Some people would call this | L |
| treason | C |
| But I think you are right quot he said quot Will you kindly give me your | M |
| reason quot | I |
| Lepers in school are as rare as kings with a leper's dress on | N |
| But the class didn't stop or stare it calmly went on with the | O |
| lesson | C |
| quot The wisest thing we suppose that a man can do for his land | I |
| Is the work that lies under his nose with the tools that lie under | P |
| his hand quot | I |
| The King whipped off his cloak and stood in his crown before | M |
| 'em | D |
| He said quot My dear little folk Ex ore parvulorum quot | I |
| Which is Latin for quot Children know more than grown ups would | I |
| credit quot | I |
| You have shown me the road to go and I propose to tread it quot | I |
| Back to his Kingdom he ran and issued a Proclamation | C |
| quot Let every living man return to his occupation quot | I |
| Then he explained to the mob who cheered in his palace and round it | I |
| quot I've been to look for a job and Heaven be praised I've found it quot | I |
Rudyard Kipling
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