Stopped Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDD EDFGH IDDIJ KKLMM NONPD

A squeal of brakesA
Or is it a birth cryB
And here we are hung out over the dead dropC
Uncle pants factory Fatso millionaireD
And you out cold beside me in your chairD
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The wheels two rubber grubs bite their sweet tailsE
Is that Spain down thereD
Red and yellow two passionate hot metalsF
Writhing and sighing what sort of a scenery is itG
It isn't England it isn't France it isn't IrelandH
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It's violent We're here on a visitI
With a goddam baby screaming off somewhereD
There's always a bloody baby in the airD
I'd call it a sunset butI
Whoever heard a sunset yowl like thatJ
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You are sunk in your seven chins still as a hamK
Who do you think I amK
Uncle uncleL
Sad Hamlet with a knifeM
Where do you stash your lifeM
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Is it a penny a pearlN
Your soul your soulO
I'll carry it off like a rich pretty girlN
Simply open the door and step out of the carP
And live in Gibraltar on air on airD

Sylvia Plath



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