Analysis of The Lid
Twist and turn ...I'm in that urn
could'n,t help it ...had a burn
too much gold ...a little white
owed too much ...got in a fight
they were right ...I was wrong
sell your life out ...for a song.
Pretending I was off the stuff
I just couldn't get enough
started off with just one pill
then I slowly went down hill
It will be the death of me
that is why ...I'm on this spree
smoke it, snort it ...spike it all
tonight ...I'm having me a ball
I know I say ...must let it be
It's up to me ...to set me free.
Bobby Ferguson 2012.
| Scheme | AABBCC DDEEFFGGFF X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1011011 111101 1110101 1111001 101111 1111101 01011101 1110101 1011111 1110111 1110111 1111111 1111111 01110101 11111111 11111111 10100 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 508 |
| Words | 109 |
| Sentences | 14 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 10, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 17 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 124 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Submitted on December 01, 2014
Modified on March 05, 2023
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