At The Keyhole Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFG ABHIJEF| 'Grill me some bones ' said the Cobbler | A |
| 'Some bones my pretty Sue | B |
| I'm tired of my lonesome with heels and soles | C |
| Springsides and uppers too | B |
| A mouse in the wainscot is nibbling | D |
| A wind in the keyhole drones | E |
| And a sheet webbed over my candle Susie | F |
| Grill me some bones ' | G |
| - | |
| 'Grill me some bones ' said the Cobbler | A |
| I sat at my tic tac to | B |
| And a footstep came to my door and stopped | H |
| And a hand groped to and fro | I |
| And I peered up over my boot and last | J |
| And my feet went cold as stones | E |
| I saw an eye at the keyhole Susie | F |
| Grill me some bones ' | - |
Walter De La Mare
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