A Sinus Poem

I have a love/hate relationship with my sinuses, they work well 85% of the time. It's the 15% of the time I could quite happily swap them for something else. Gills maybe, they look fun.  

Today my sinuses have decided to hate me. Something has irritated me and it feels like my cheeks are going to explode. It makes me grumpy and sad.

Sinuses
Oh no! Oh dear.
How can this be?
Such painful
Nasal cavities
Throbbing hard
Beneath my eyes
I want to shout
I want to cry
Blocked up ears
And pounding head
I think I'll go
Straight back to bed

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