Analysis of abby
As we sit here n' wait
perchance some one will call;
then perhaps they're too busy
for us two after all;
so you sit n' preen
as I sip my tea slowly;
with eyes closed I can dream,
of my sweet precious abby,
perhaps some one will come
to visit n' chat;
tho we two aren't much fun,
so not much chance of that,
still we each have the other
you precious old cat
while i sit n' dose
n' you sit n' scratch;
oh my, this porch is so creaky
n' tis oft' windy as well
n' our chair rocks so slowly
as tolls the distant bell,
for time departs too swiftly
n' night chill fast fills the air;
a cool darkness surrounds us quickly,
as my warm shawl we will share,
whilst waiting in quiet for someone to remember,
or who perhaps knows not we're here.
Scheme | ABCBDCECFGHGIGJKCLCLCMCMIN |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111 011111 1011110 111101 11111 1111110 111111 1111010 011111 11011 1111011 111111 1111010 11011 11111 11111 11111110 1111011 11011110 110101 1101110 1111101 011001110 1111111 110010111010 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 707 |
Words | 148 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 26 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 556 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 148 |
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