Slow Saturday : More bird flu Limericks!


The virus Orthomyxoviridae
With birds was having its way
In fowls it’s endemic
So someday a pandemic
But when, nobody can say



It started with poultry in Hong Kong
And was spread thru out Asia before long
Migratory birds made it spread
Now more than a hundred are dead
Are Wild birds are now singing our swan song?



We live in a world of distraction
And are lulled into fatal inaction
With news for the masses
And a sling for our Asses
I fear awareness will never gain traction


It’s just a new bird influenza
So I’m counting on my powdered relenza
So the end may be near
Say the prophets of fear
As we've no vaccine to take to defendz us


Ten pills of tamiflu won’t do
When combating the avian flu
I ask for more doses
But my doc says neurosis!
What's a poor prepper to do?



It starts out with fevers and aches
And soon cytokine proteins it makes
When my lungs start to filling
The thought is so chilling
That my Internet Tamiflu’s a fake


Isolation is definitely my plan
When the bird feces encounter the fan
My beans and my rice
I pray will suffice
For me and the rest of my clan


It’s over and I’m beginning to hope
That for our leaders who weren’t able to cope
We’ll throw a big party
And laugh hale and hearty
And I'll pray that someone remembers a rope!