Analysis of Chaos
Hefty hearts in the light of night.
Trust Troy to try the Turkish Delight.
Wisps of rain bringing memories of pain.
Thickets of sorrow annexing my brain.
Rapping, rapping, rapping about Troy.
Raping, raping, raping that boy.
I'm going to need someone to clean me up.
This line doesn't even rhyme.
This line is for you, Bill.
| Scheme | AA BB CC XX X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 10100111 111101001 1111010011 1011001011 101010011 10101011 1101111111 1110101 111111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 316 |
| Words | 57 |
| Sentences | 9 |
| Stanzas | 5 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 9 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 50 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 11 |
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Submitted on July 05, 2013
Modified on March 05, 2023
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