Analysis of Wasted Snowball
Sandra JoAnne Booth-Maxwell 1957 (San Rafael)
The clothesline it hung,
between two trees on the hill.
Covered in snow,
as that was God's will.
The child he ran,
from his Aunt in fear.
Cuzz the snowball she'd throw,
would hit him, it was clear.
He ran like crazy,
to miss her attack.
He hit that ole clothesline,
and fell flat on his back.
He landed so hard,
his pain turned to laughter.
And everyone came,
still chasing after.
Slipping and sliding,
laughing so hard.
Twas plain to see,
the boy was not scarred!
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Sandra JoAnne Booth-Maxwell
Scheme | XABA XCBC DEBE FGXG XFDFXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0111 0111101 1001 11111 0111 11101 10111 111111 11110 11001 11111 011111 11011 111110 0101 11010 10010 1011 1111 01111 10 10111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 489 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 6 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 78 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 18 |
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Submitted on April 12, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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