Skimbleshanks: The Railway Cat Poem Rhyme Scheme

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There's a whisper down the line at	A
When the Night Mail's ready to depart	B
Saying Skimble where is Skimble has he gone to hunt the thimble	C
We must find him or the train can't start	B
All the guards and all the porters and the stationmaster's daughters	D
They are searching high and low	E
Saying Skimble where is Skimble for unless he's very nimble	C
Then the Night Mail just can't go	E
At then the signal's nearly due	F
And the passengers are frantic to a man	G
Then Skimble will appear and he'll saunter to the rear	H
He's been busy in the luggage van	G
	-
He gives one flash of his glass green eyes	I
And the signal goes All Clear	H
And we're off at last for the northern part	B
Of the Northern Hemisphere	H
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You may say that by and large it is Skimble who's in charge	J
Of the Sleeping Car Express	K
From the driver and the guards to the bagmen playing cards	L
He will supervise them all more or less	K
Down the corridor he paces and examines all the faces	M
Of the travellers in the First and the Third	N
He establishes control by a regular patrol	O
And he'd know at once if anything occurred	N
He will watch you without winking and he sees what you are thinking	P
And it's certain that he doesn't approve	Q
Of hilarity and riot so the folk are very quiet	R
When Skimble is about and on the move	Q
You can play no pranks with Skimbleshanks	M
He's a Cat that cannot be ignored	S
So nothing goes wrong on the Northern Mail	T
When Skimbleshanks is aboard	S
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Oh it's very pleasant when you have found your little den	U
With your name written up on the door	V
And the berth is very neat with a newly folded sheet	W
And there's not a speck of dust on the floor	V
There is every sort of light you can make it dark or bright	X
There's a handle that you turn to make a breeze	M
There's a funny little basin you're supposed to wash your face in	Y
And a crank to shut the window if you sneeze	M
Then the guard looks in politely and will ask you very brightly	Z
Do you like your morning tea weak or strong	A2
But Skimble's just behind him and was ready to remind him	B2
For Skimble won't let anything go wrong	A2
And when you creep into your cosy berth	C2
And pull up the counterpane	Y
You ought to reflect that it's very nice	M
To know that you won't be bothered by mice	M
You can leave all that to the Railway Cat	A
The Cat of the Railway Train	Y
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In the watches of the night he is always fresh and bright	X
Every now and then he has a cup of tea	Z
With perhaps a drop of Scotch while he's keeping on the watch	D2
Only stopping here and there to catch a flea	Z
You were fast asleep at Crewe and so you never knew	Y
That he was walking up and down the station	Y
You were sleeping all the while he was busy at Carlisle	E2
Where he greets the stationmaster with elation	Y
But you saw him at Dumfries where he speaks to the police	M
If there's anything they ought to know about	F2
When you get to Gallowgate there you do not have to wait	G2
For Skimbleshanks will help you to get out	F2
He gives you a wave of his long brown tail	T
Which says I'll see you again	Y
You'll meet without fail on the Midnight Mail	T
The Cat of the Railway Train	Y

T. S. Eliot

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