Monkey Pox
Bagels, lox, Monkey Pox,
Pop that pus outta sight.
Three legged frogs on mossy logs,
That turn into monster fishy fright.
Prairie dogs, feral hogs,
Care to have SARS tonight?
Chimpanzee wars, sexual whores,
Take me, AIDS, in flight.
Lola, Lola, get your Ebola,
Monkeys that love to bite.
Ranta, Santa, where’s your Hanta?
Hiding like a rat from the light.
Tic tocks, Monkey Pox,
Time is running out.
There is no cure, for what we fear,
When it jumps and finds us right.
Pet your frog like a dog,
Wake up screaming in the night.
As the fox, slips the pox,
Totally out of sight.
… Until it pops out on you!
Copyright 2003 © Ronald W. Hull
6/15/03
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:)Sandy
S.
Makes one wonder what
will be next...
Scary thought...
Great write...
Trixie :)
In Spirit,
Bear
I saw humor and rash reality in this actually
I enjoyed it
I don't want to pat a frog (or a dog)
money px...good one Ron that's sssooooo
funny but true too,these illnesses seem to jump from animals to humans or visa versa.it is scarey...did you hear the latest rumour?
They say licorice,that black lolly stick stuff...? the root of it is supposed to cure
the worst viruses...who knows?
Anyway mate....I loved your poem heaps!
p.s.
I have frogs all over my house,I collect them but they are all fake ones!....no germs...!!!)
hug from
Kay
Peggy
Nancy
Reindeer
Sorry, I had no idea what I was saying in my comment... just something that came up...
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Flip flop
act like a frog
Or was it the frog
acts like cats and dogs
Pop goes the frog
Oh yeah!...Good Frog!
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Unfortunately we have it all and you've written it well. Happy Father's Day though. :)
Janet xoxoxo