Beloved art thou, O head cold
Who bring'st thy gifts in measure full
Thy presence fills me with awe
Courageous and unrelenting
Your treasures do not grow old
They continuous fill my skull
At the back of my throat they gnaw
Might trepanning offer some venting?
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1. What do you think is the theme of this poem?
We must appease the head cold gods so they will leave us alone.
2. What rhyme scheme is the author using?
3. What literary technique is the author using?
Sarcasm. Also, antihistamines and decongestants.