BIOHAZARD
You felt sick when you woke today
What you had the doctor couldn't say
She had your change right in her hand
When she sneezed that's where it lands
She gave it back, full of snot
There and then you caught what you caught
Was it Ebola? Was it Zaire?
Something deep in the throat of that cashier?
Did Salmonella roar into town?
Having the shits on the Love Boat'll bring you down
When they made your sandwich did they wash their hands?
Didnt they see the bulge in that tin can?
You woke up in the CDC
White space suits all that you could see
Beds all around you, everybody sick
Next to you was a man named Dick
He had E. Coli, they had no doubt
But they were wrong and it killed that poor lout
Secret cemetary, hill down south
They buried his ashes where they'd never get out
Finally you felt better and they let you go
What you had you didnt want to know
In a wheelchair they took you outside
Said good luck, hope you find a ride
Was it Ebola? Was it Sudan?
Didnt they see the bulge in that tin can?
Was it Ebola? Was it Zaire?
Or something else deep in the throat of that cashier
Very appropriate given the strange sandwich I ate last night. ... my stomach is still handling it.
@RaaChenn thanks.
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