Analysis of The old house up the road.
The old house up the road.
As I walk down a dirt road, I see an old home with peeling paint. Many years ago, the person who lived there, whom you may know, The reason was that a chilly wind I felt on my skin blew out of the house, a small, tiny mouse came out, and a man with a grey beard shouted out a story. The moon never beams without bringing me dreams, and the stars never rise until I open my eyes, so here I lay back down by your side one more time. In my dreams, I smell the scent of apple blossoms, and I see golden daffodils sway in the cool summer breeze. All I have left is this mouse and my dreams.
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Metre | 011101 1111011111111101101010101111111010110101111111110101101110011011101010011010110110011010111011111111111111011110111010011101010011011111111011 |
Characters | 613 |
Words | 130 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 2 |
Letters per line (avg) | 234 |
Words per line (avg) | 64 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 234 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 64 |
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Written on March 05, 2024
Submitted by alanswansea18 on March 05, 2024
Modified by alanswansea18 on March 05, 2024
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