WHAT A MESS WE'RE IN

You walk around with a face mask on...
Like someone who landed from Mars...
You see someone who's coughing...
And right away think SARS!
And if that isn't bad enough...
Now there's something new...
If you eat any kind of beef...
You may walk around and Moooo!
They tell us not to worry...
Go about your daily routine...
After telling us of terrorists attacks...
I'm so nervous I could scream!
I started eating chicken...
Seemed like the safest thing to do...
And wouldn't you know in no time at all...
They now have "Chicken Flu"
I don't want to listen to the news...
I need a more peaceful place...
I'm signing up tomorrow...
To go to outer space!

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Midi composition entitled "Turn Around"
provided from
Dolphin Dream's Midi Ocean

Date Created: September  5, 2004
Updated: February 22, 2009