'Had fun'you say, when you kill your boredom
Even without your armour of condom
You sneak around sampling at random
I don't envy your wisdom
It's got a long prodrome
Before you get to see the symptoms
Your body defence lose its tantrum
Infection command your squadron
Abstain from reasons to use to use the condom
If you want to avoid the HIV Kingdom
I hope you still got your eardrums
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