Incy Wincy Virus Poem by Shaun Cronick

Incy wincy virus climbed up the waterspout,
Down came the rain and washed the virus out.
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain,
And the incy wincy virus climbed up the spout again.

Incy wincy virus travelling on all four winds,
Visiting many countries floating round with ease.
Breathed in by unsuspecting innocent millions,
All gasping for breath from your deadly disease.

Incy wincy virus so many lives you have stolen,
Cherished loved ones gone with their last breath.
Incy wincy virus beware the cure we shall find,
For incy wincy virus our cure is your death!