The Sceptic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD| My Father Christmas passed away | A |
| When I was barely seven | B |
| At twenty one alack a day | A |
| I lost my hope of heaven | B |
| - | |
| Yet not in either lies the curse | C |
| The hell of it's because | D |
| I don't know which loss hurt the worse | C |
| My God or Santa Claus | D |
Robert Service
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