Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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My legacy when I'm dead and gone
Who would suspect? Upstanding citizen
Blood on my hands, perfect alibi
Family tradition, hope they'll carry on
Now I'm Old James, grandkids on my knee
Neighbour's kid, music too loud
Church volunteer, reputation heaven-sent
Accidents happen, that's just my luck
Telling stories, but not the real saga
Never wanted someone gone? (Nah)
First on scene, shock on my face
When someone's done you wrong (Wrong)
Workshop drama, boss caught in the lathe
Who would suspect? The grieving friend
Dark secrets, can't you see? (See?)
Teenage years, crush had a different beau
Found him first, tears in my eyes
Truth behind smiles, no one can tell
Hiding darkness behind this mask
Who would suspect? Just a little guy
Years roll by, bodies pile up
Got the girl too, but that had to end
Little Jimmy, eight years old, called to the study
Who would suspect? I set the pace
Wife and kids, living free (Free)
Getting away with every task
Pillar of community (Yeah)
Can you honestly say (What?)
Looking back on a life lived secretly
Tripped and fell, pen through the eye
Picture of innocence, yeah, that's how I dealt
Who would suspect me? (Who?)
Tried to stop it, but a second too late
Angel face, scraped knees, first to yell for help
Headmaster's cane, but fate got bloody
Car exploded, drew quite a crowd
Fleeting thought on a bad day (Day)
Bike accident, tragic, but put on a show
Lifetime of secrets, hidden so well
Who would suspect? The doting grandpa
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You've successfully reconstructed the poem! Your understanding of poetry and attention to detail is impressive.
Who would suspect me? (Who?) Pillar of community (Yeah) Wife and kids, living free (Free) Dark secrets, can't you see? (See?) Can you honestly say (What?) Never wanted someone gone? (Nah) Fleeting thought on a bad day (Day) When someone's done you wrong (Wrong)
Little Jimmy, eight years old, called to the study Headmaster's cane, but fate got bloody Tripped and fell, pen through the eye Who would suspect? Just a little guy Angel face, scraped knees, first to yell for help Picture of innocence, yeah, that's how I dealt Teenage years, crush had a different beau Bike accident, tragic, but put on a show Found him first, tears in my eyes Blood on my hands, perfect alibi Who would suspect? The grieving friend Got the girl too, but that had to end
Workshop drama, boss caught in the lathe Tried to stop it, but a second too late First on scene, shock on my face Who would suspect? I set the pace Years roll by, bodies pile up Accidents happen, that's just my luck Neighbour's kid, music too loud Car exploded, drew quite a crowd Who would suspect? Upstanding citizen Church volunteer, reputation heaven-sent Hiding darkness behind this mask Getting away with every task
Now I'm Old James, grandkids on my knee Looking back on a life lived secretly Family tradition, hope they'll carry on My legacy when I'm dead and gone Who would suspect? The doting grandpa Telling stories, but not the real saga Lifetime of secrets, hidden so well Truth behind smiles, no one can tell