The Next War Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAB CDDCEFFE GHGHII| War's a joke for me and you | A |
| Wile we know such dreams are true | A |
| Siegfried Sassoon | B |
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| Out there we've walked quite friendly up to Death | C |
| Sat down and eaten with him cool and bland | D |
| Pardoned his spilling mess tins in our hand | D |
| We've sniffed the green thick odour of his breath | C |
| Our eyes wept but our courage didn't writhe | E |
| He's spat at us with bullets and he's coughed | F |
| Shrapnel We chorussed when he sang aloft | F |
| We whistled while he shaved us with his scythe | E |
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| Oh Death was never enemy of ours | G |
| We laughed at him we leagued with him old chum | H |
| No soldier's paid to kick against His powers | G |
| We laughed knowing that better men would come | H |
| And greater wars when each proud fighter brags | I |
| He wars on Death for lives not men for flags | I |
Wilfred Owen
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