Cytokine Storm Poem by Patti Masterman
Cytokine Storm
There's a cytokine storm
When I'm near you;
The pressure's rising,
The plasma's a-stew,
The white cells marshal
A terrible brew:
Defenders unite
Against a foe uncouth.
The histamines sound
Their battle cry;
Every cytoplasm
Prepared to die
All's in uproar,
Cause you passed by-
But then you leave
And all goes quiet.
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