Verses On Games Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAABB CDEDF GHIH CJKJK CHLML CNNOOAAPQ CEEHH RHKHKSTET EUUVV CWJWJ CGKGK XXYSY COHOHHFHF CHZHZHA2HA2 KRKKRR

Here is a horse to tameA
Here is a gun to handleB
God knows you can enter the gameA
If you'll only pay for the sameA
And the price of the game is a candleB
A single flickering candleB
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JANUARY HuntingC
Certes it is a noble sportD
And men have quitted selle and swum for'tE
But I am of the meeker sortD
And I prefer Surtees in comfortF
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Reach me my Handley Cross againG
My run where never danger lurks isH
With Jorrocks and his deathless trainI
Pigg Binjimin and ArtexerxesH
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FEBRUARY CoursingC
Most men harry the world for funJ
Each man seeks it a different wayK
But of all daft devils under the sunJ
A greyhound's the daftest says Jorrocks JK
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MARCH RacingC
The horse is ridden the jockey ridesH
The backers back the owners ownL
But there are lots of things besideM
And I should let this game aloneL
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APRIL RowingC
The Pope of Rome he could not winN
From pleasant meats and pleasant sinN
These who replying not submitO
Unto the curses of the pitO
Which that stern coach oh greater shameA
Flings forth by number not by nameA
Can Triple Crown or Jesuit's oathP
Do what one wrathful trainer dothQ
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MAY FishingC
Behold a parable A fished for BE
C took her bait her heart being set on DE
Thank heaven who cooled your blood and cramped your wishesH
Men and not Gods torment you little fishesH
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JUNE CricketR
Thank God who made the British IslesH
And taught me how to playK
I do not worship crocodilesH
Or bow the knee to clayK
Give me a willow wand and IS
With hide and cork and twineT
From century to centuryE
Will gambol round my shrineT
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JULY ArcheryE
The child of the Nineties considers with laughterU
The maid whom his sire in the Sixties ran afterU
While careering himself in pursuit of a girl whomV
The Twenties will dub a last century heirloomV
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AUGUST CoachingC
The Pious Horse to church may trotW
A maid may work a man's salvationJ
Four horses and a girl are notW
However roads to reformationJ
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SEPTEMBER ShootingC
Peace upon Earth Goodwill to menG
So greet we Christmas DayK
Oh Christian load your gun and thenG
Oh Christian out and slayK
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OCTOBER GolfX
Why Golf is art and art is GolfX
We have not far to seekY
So much depends upon the lieS
So much upon the cleekY
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NOVEMBER BoxingC
Read here the moral roundly writO
For him who into battle goesH
Each soul that hitting hard or hitO
Endureth gross or ghostly foesH
Prince blown by many overthrowsH
Half blind with shame half choked with dirtF
Man cannot tell but Allah knowsH
How much the other side was hurtF
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DECEMBER SkatingC
Over the ice she fliesH
Perfect and poised and fairZ
Stars in my true love's eyesH
Teach me to do and dareZ
Now will I fly as she fliesH
Woe for the stars that misledA2
Stars I beheld in her eyesH
Now do I see in my headA2
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Now we must come awayK
That are you out of pocketR
'Sorry to spoil your playK
But somebody says we must payK
And the candle's down to the socketR
Its horrible tallowy socketR

Rudyard Kipling



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