The Corduroy Road Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDECFE CGCCHIC CJKLDEL CFFEMF CFMCNM OEDEOPE KFFFEF PKEEQK OOCFO RECOEC ECCOFC FSOET EKEEO DCEUSE VCCBC VORWKXY C ZSKE A2ECEKQD FTOFCAA2F FFCFB2FF YOA2FKODF

De corduroy road go bompety bompA
De corduroy road go jompety jompA
An' he' s takin'beeg chances upset hees loadB
De horse dat 'll trot on de corduroy roadB
-
Of course it's purty rough but it's handyC
t'ing enoughD
An' dey mak' it wit' de log all jine togederE
W'en deystrek de swampy groun' w' ere deC
Water hang aroun'F
Or passin'by some tough ole beaver medderE
-
But it' s not macadamize so if you're onlyC
wiseG
You will tak' your tam an' never min' deC
worryC
For de corduroy is bad an' will mak' youH
plaintee madI
By de way de buggy jomp in case you hurryC
-
An' I' m sure you don't expec' leetle VictorineC
LevequeJ
She was knowin' moche at all about demK
placesL
'Cos she's never dere before till young ZephD
irin MadoreE
He was takin' her away for see de racesL
-
O I wish you see her den dat's before sheC
marry w' enF
She's de fines' on de lan' but no use talkin'F
I can bet you w'at you lak if you meet herE
you look backM
Jus' to watch de fancy way dat girl is walkin'F
-
Yass de leetle Victorine was de nices' girl beC
tweenF
De town of Yamachiche an' MaskinongM
But she's stuck up an' she's proud an' you 'llC
never count de crowdN
Of de boy she geev' it w'at dey call de congM
-
Ah De moder spoil her sure for even JoeO
D'AmourE
W'en he's ready nearly ev'ry t'ing to geevD
herE
If she mak' de mari e only say 'please goO
away'P
An' he's riches habitant along de reeverE
-
Zephirin he try it too an' he's workin' someK
t'ing newF
For he's makin' de ole woman many presen'F
Prize package on de train umbrella for de rainF
But she' s grompy all de tam an' neverE
pleasan'F
-
Wall w'en he ax Ma dame tak' de girl awayP
dat tamK
See dem races on Sorel wit' all de trotterE
De moder say 'All right if you bring herE
home to nightQ
Before de cow'smilk I let go maK
daughter '-
-
So Victorin she go wit' Zephirin her beauO
On de yankee buggy mak' it on St BrunoO
An' w'en dey pass hotel on de middle of SorelC
Dey're puttin' on de beeges' style dat youF
knowO
-
Wall dey got some good horse dere butR
Zephirin don't careE
He's back it up hees own paroisse ba gollyC
An' he mak' it t'ree doll arr w'en MaskinongO
StarE
On de two mile heat was beatin' Sorel MollyC
-
Victorin don't min' at all till de 'free forE
all' dey callC
Dat's de las' race dey was run before de snow flyC
Den she say 'I t'ink de cow mus'be getting'O
home soon nowF
An' you know it's only clock ole woman go byC
-
An' if we're comin'late w'en de cow pass onF
de gateS
You'll be sorry if you hear de way she talkO
dereE
So w'en I see de race on Sorel or any placeT
After dis you may be sure I got to walk dere '-
-
-
Den he laugh dat Zephirin an' he say 'YourE
poor mamaK
I know de pile she t'ink about her daughterE
So we'll tak' de sshort road back on de corE
duroy race trackO
Don't matter if we got to sweem de water '-
-
No wonder he is smile till you hear heem halfD
a mileC
For dat morning he was tole hees leetle broderE
Let de cattle out de gate so he know it'sU
purty lateS
By de tam dem cow was findin' out each oderE
-
So along de corduroy de young girl an' de boyV
Dey was kipin' up a joggin' nice an' steadyC
It is n't heavy load an' Guillaume he know deC
roadB
For many tam he's been dat way alreadyC
-
But de girl she fin' it slow so she ax de boyV
to goO
Somet'ing better dan a mile on fifteen minuteR
An' he's touch heem up Guillaume so datW
horse he lay for homeK
an' de nex' t'ing Victorine she know she'sX
in itY
-
'O pull him in 'she yell 'for even on SorelC
I am sure I never see de quicker racer '-
But it's leetle bit too late for de horse is getZ
hees gaitS
an' de worse of all ba gosh Guillaume's aK
pacerE
-
See hees tail upon de air no wonder she wasA2
scareE
But she hang on lak de winter on T'reeC
ReeverE
Cryin' out 'please hol' me tight or I'mK
comin'dead to nightQ
An' ma poor ole moder dear I got to leaveD
her '-
-
Wit'her arm aroun' hees wais' she was doin'F
it in caseT
She bus'her head or keel herse'f it's not soO
easy sayin'F
Dey was comin' on de jomp t'roo dat dam oleC
beaver swampA
An' meet de crowd is lookin' for dem cow wasA2
go a stayin'F
-
Den she's cryin' Victorine for she's knowin'F
w'at it meanF
De parish dey was talkin' firse chances dey beC
gettin'F
But no sooner dat young man stop de horseB2
he tak' her han'F
An' w'isper 'never min' ma chere won't doF
no good a frettin' '-
-
Non she is n't cryin' long for he tole her itY
was wrongO
She 's sure he save her life too or she wasA2
moche mistakenF
An' de ole Ma dame Leveque also kiss heemK
on de neckO
An'quickly affer dat Hooraw de man an' wifeD
dey're makin'F

William Henry Drummond



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