Analysis of Dry Umbrella
I'm fifteen and high on grasshopper legs when Mr. Jackson
buries my head into the pillow. 'Stop it you're hurting me'
From then on, life erupts, like a sh*tty fire-work display
and I'm caught in the middle of it all--
dry vodka, tongue piercing, *j*c*l*t*d rage
As my hand lifts to shield from the guilty stares
At the bottom of a hill
They stand in a line
And I look to my side to see your hand in mine
'f*ck em'
'f*ck em all' you smile;
While spitting out the remnants of a puffy
we were lucky, it rained that day..
Scheme | XA BXX X X C CX X AB |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10101110111010 101101010111101 11111101110101 0110010111 110110111111 11111110101 1010101 11001 011111111101 111 111111 11010101010 10101111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 506 |
Words | 101 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 3, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 48 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 13 |
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Submitted on February 10, 2014
Modified on March 05, 2023
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