Andy Mcelroe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCDDABEEAB FFA ABEEAB GGA HHAGEEAGMy brother Andy said that for a soldier he would go | A |
So great excitement came upon the house of McElroe | B |
My father sold a bog hole to equip him for the war | B |
And my mother sold the cushions of her Sunday jaunting car | B |
And when brave Andy reach'd the front 'twas furious | C |
work he made | D |
They appointed him a private in the Crocodile Brigade | D |
The sound of Andy's battle cry struck terror thro' the foe | A |
His foot was on the desert and his name was McElroe | B |
At least that's what the letter said that came across the foam | E |
To Andy's anxious relatives awaiting him at home | E |
The papers say he ran away before he met the foe | A |
But that was quite unlike the style of Andy McElroe | B |
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One morning brave Lord Wolseley for a battle felt inclined | F |
But all could see the general had something on his mind | F |
Sez he 'My staff 'twere dangerous to face yon deadly foe | A |
Unless we're sure that quite prepared is Andy McElroe ' | - |
Then Andy cried 'I'm here my lord and ready for the fray ' | - |
'Advance then ' cried Lord Wolseley 'and let every trumpet bray ' | - |
Then England Ireland Scotland rolled together on the foe | A |
But far ahead of everyone rushed Andy McElroe | B |
At least that's what the letter said that came across the foam | E |
To Andy's anxious relatives awaiting him at home | E |
The government despatches had another tale but no | A |
We won't believe a word against brave Andy McElroe | B |
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The Mahdi had gone up a tree a spyglass in his eye | G |
To see his Paynim chivalry the northern prowess try | G |
But soon he saw a form of dread and cried in tones of woe | A |
'Be jabers let me out of this there's Andy McElroe ' | - |
Then down he hurried from his tree and straight away he ran | H |
To keep appointments as he said in distant Kordofan | H |
And fled those Arab soldiery like sand siroccos blow | A |
Pursued with much profanity by Andy McElroe | G |
At least that's what he told us when returning o'er the foam | E |
To greet his anxious relatives awaiting him at home | E |
So sing the song of triumph and let all your bumpers flow | A |
In honour of our countryman brave Andrew McElroe | G |
William Percy French
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