Analysis of Christmas Rhyme

Richard Groff 1957 (Pottstown, Pa.)



Christmas time, Christmas time
It’s time for another Christmas rhyme

Everything you think is true is not
And soon your riches all will rot
So, stuff your stockings with silver and gold
And wait to die as you grow old

As your cares and worries blossom
You try to smile while playing possum
You always neglect the things that matter
When you’re not with Me you only scatter

My name is Jesus; I’m the Christ
The reason that you sing
I’m the reason for the season
The creator of everything

Ho! Ho! Ho! What did you call me?
Merry Christmas


Scheme AA BBCC DDEE XFXF XX
Poetic Form
Metre 101101 111010101 10111111 01110111 1111011001 01111111 11101010 111111010 110101110 1111111010 11110101 010111 10101010 0010110 11111111 1010
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 548
Words 105
Sentences 5
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 2, 4, 4, 4, 2
Lines Amount 16
Letters per line (avg) 27
Words per line (avg) 6
Letters per stanza (avg) 85
Words per stanza (avg) 20
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Written on December 22, 2007

Submitted by dawg4jesus on January 10, 2023

Modified on March 05, 2023

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