This flu has creeped on us
Killing more than enough
Protecting ourselves from this epidemic
At first was our only cure
Wearing face masks, washing hands, and sanitizing
Was a must
Fear took over us
God must have knew
Because he made the shot
In this we trusted
Happy were a people
When it came to this flu
The Killer Swine
Surprisingly took more than just a few
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem