Swine Flu, it's not really food born
It's more like it's air born
It jumps from you in-to me!
Fever, and death they surround you
The meds won't astound you
So fly! Fly and be free!
Living, where no walls divide us
It's free as the wind blows
As if there's no need to hide
Swine Flu, it's not really food born
It's more like it's air born
It jumps from you into me!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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