Swine Flu - A poem » Aditya Kulkarni

Swine Flu - A poem

16 June 2009 1

Swine's coming at your place
Dude, better give chase
Keep running from the pinky pork
Or take revenge, bring out your forks

All you folks out there, beware
Of the ruddy, jolly things we share
A mutant strain of chicken flu
Oh horrors! the things it'll do to u…

Eyes pop out, your blood goes black
It's time to hit the sack
Never before was it so bad
Not eating pork makes me sad

And now the world's at an end
Near n far, dying's a trend
Gonna make humanity pass out cold
And the chicks n porks are gonna rule da world…