Analysis of Stick and mend
My dad could stick and mend
He worked a job to the end
He built a life full of family
Yet stuck to the old and the new
Somehow he always knew
What to do
To last in this life
To stick not break
Yet he drank
And sank in every bank
Then got up and fixed it again
His hands grew thick
His boots black
He worked from pup to pump
But all I saw was my dad
Now he's gone
I'm a little sad
His hugs were long
Now I feel bad
They taught me I was good
I'm still good
That stuck
But I'm sure
I can't stick and mend
I'm just not part
of that trend
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111101 1101101 110111100 11101001 1111 111 11011 1111 111 0101001 11101101 1111 111 111111 1111111 111 10101 1101 1111 111111 111 11 111 11101 1111 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 534 |
Words | 121 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 26 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 408 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 120 |
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