Edwina Reizer (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)
This rotten stinking flu
Has got me feeling blue.
Every year it seems to come around.
Those vaccinations again have come to town.
I was feeling fine
And then I saw the sign
“Hurry, get your flu shot right away.”
And sure enough, I would have to pay.
And so most got their shot
And spread the germs they got
To all the healthy victims that they met,
Giving them aches and chills and cold soaking sweat.
It’s hidden in their vials all across the miles
In every doctor’s office in the land.
They haven’t got a clue of what they’re about to do
Infecting those with sickness that is planned.
Each year I dread this bug.
I can’t kiss or give a hug
To show them that you feel and have concern
‘Cause if you do you know it soon will be your turn
To get this rotten, stinking flu.
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