The Mother-lodge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCDEF CGHH CFIFFJKJ LHMHNOPO QJOJIFIF IFOFOFLF OFOFFRGR GIFAASJR FGHH

There was Rundle Station MasterA
An' Beazeley of the RailB
An' 'Ackman CommissariatC
An' Donkin' o' the JailB
An' Blake Conductor SargentC
Our Master twice was 'eD
With 'im that kept the Europe shopE
Old Framjee EduljeeF
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Outside quot Sergeant Sir Salute Salaam quotC
Inside quot Brother quot an' it doesn't do no 'armG
We met upon the Level an' we parted on the SquareH
An' I was Junior Deacon in my Mother Lodge out thereH
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We'd Bola Nath AccountantC
An' Saul the Aden JewF
An' Din Mohammed draughtsmanI
Of the Survey Office tooF
There was Babu ChuckerbuttyF
An' Amir Singh the SikhJ
An' Castro from the fittin' shedsK
The Roman CatholickJ
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We 'adn't good regaliaL
An' our Lodge was old an' bareH
But we knew the Ancient LandmarksM
An' we kep' 'em to a hairH
An' lookin' on it backwardsN
It often strikes me thusO
There ain't such things as infidelsP
Excep' per'aps it's usO
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For monthly after LabourQ
We'd all sit down and smokeJ
We dursn't give no banquitsO
Lest a Brother's caste were brokeJ
An' man on man got talkin'I
Religion an' the restF
An' every man comparin'I
Of the God 'e knew the bestF
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So man on man got talkin'I
An' not a Brother stirredF
Till mornin' waked the parrotsO
An' that dam' brain fever birdF
We'd say 'twas 'ighly curiousO
An' we'd all ride 'ome to bedF
With Mo'ammed God an' ShivaL
Changin' pickets in our 'eadF
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Full oft on Guv'ment serviceO
This rovin' foot 'ath pressedF
An' bore fraternal greetin'sO
To the Lodges east an' westF
Accordin' as commandedF
From Kohat to SingaporeR
But I wish that I might see themG
In my Mother Lodge once moreR
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I wish that I might see themG
My Brethren black an' brownI
With the trichies smellin' pleasantF
An' the hog darn passin' down Cigar lighterA
An' the old khansamah snorin' ButlerA
On the bottle khana floor PantryS
Like a Master in good standingJ
With my Mother Lodge once moreR
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Outside quot Sergeant Sir Salute Salaam quotF
Inside quot Brother quot an' it doesn't do no 'armG
We met upon the Level an' we parted on the SquareH
An' I was Junior Deacon in my Mother Lodge out thereH

Rudyard Kipling



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