Jones's Private Argyment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAC DEDDF GHGG IAJJA KHKKH CHCCH AEAGE LHLLH GMGGM NHNNH FThat air same Jones which lived in Jones | A |
He had this pint about him | B |
He'd swear with a hundred sighs and groans | A |
That farmers MUST stop gittin' loans | A |
And git along without 'em | C |
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That bankers warehousemen and sich | D |
Was fatt'nin' on the planter | E |
And Tennessy was rotten rich | D |
A raisin' meat and corn all which | D |
Draw'd money to Atlanta | F |
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And the only thing says Jones to do | G |
Is eat no meat that's boughten | H |
'But tear up every I O U | G |
And plant all corn and swear for true | G |
To quit a raisin' cotton ' | - |
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Thus spouted Jones whar folks could hear | I |
At Court and other gatherin's | A |
And thus kep' spoutin' many a year | J |
Proclaimin' loudly far and near | J |
Sich fiddlesticks and blatherin's | A |
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But one all fired sweatin' day | K |
It happened I was hoein' | H |
My lower corn field which it lay | K |
'Longside the road that runs my way | K |
Whar I can see what's goin' | H |
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And a'ter twelve o'clock had come | C |
I felt a kinder faggin' | H |
And laid myself un'neath a plum | C |
To let my dinner settle sum | C |
When 'long come Jones's waggin | H |
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And Jones was settin' in it SO | A |
A readin' of a paper | E |
His mules was goin' powerful slow | A |
Fur he had tied the lines onto | G |
The staple of the scraper | E |
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The mules they stopped about a rod | L |
From me and went to feedin' | H |
'Longside the road upon the sod | L |
But Jones which he had tuck a tod | L |
Not knowin' kept a readin' | H |
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And presently says he Hit's true | G |
That Clisby's head is level | M |
Thar's one thing farmers all must do | G |
To keep themselves from goin' tew | G |
Bankruptcy and the devil | M |
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More corn more corn MUST plant less ground | N |
And MUSTN'T eat what's boughten | H |
Next year they'll do it reasonin's sound | N |
And cotton will fetch 'bout a dollar a pound | N |
THARFORE I'LL plant ALL cotton | H |
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Macon Georgia | F |
Sidney Lanier
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