Analysis of ARTIFICIAL BLUES
I've got those polystyrene plastic
Artificial blues,
All the good things in life
Are now left unused.
My milk is mere powder
Powder and warm water,
My diet is receding,
Can't get much shorter.
My clothes are synthetic
Pathetic artificial wool,
The world has been taken over
By such bloody fools.
Even my meat now
Is really just rice bread,
Instead of real wheat
Now I'm eating lead.
Artificial coloured
And sweetened too,
Artificially preserved now
And tasting like spew.
THE END
© Copyright 2021, Philip Roberts
| Scheme | AXXX BBXBAXBX CDXDXECE XX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111110 0101 101101 11101 111110 100110 1101010 11110 111010 0100101 01111010 11101 10111 110111 01111 11101 01010 0101 0100011 01011 01 101010 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 492 |
| Words | 87 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 4 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 8, 8, 2 |
| Lines Amount | 22 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 103 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 22 |
About this poem
Another song lyric from the 1970s.
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Written on 1977
Submitted by PHIL_ROBERTS on August 30, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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