Based on Cyprus 1989
You see there’s no deceit
We were sceptical too
But we saw our son get his jabs, then started acting mad:
He sings The Real Me dawn ’til dusk!
You cannot trust the doctors
Despite their kind words and degrees
They never even mentioned
These horrid side-effects: he also sings Brazil
Don't opt for vaccination:
A manifesto for our times
So says a site we've googled
It's full of super tips, may even have a cure
It seems too much hygiene has made our children weak
To:
- Bring back kids' good health
- Cure mental lunacy
That webpage shows how to proceed:
Bring sprogs around on Tuesdays
Exposing them to other's germs
Should they remain quite healthy
These subtle extra tasks will kickstart their immune:
Spread snot on the halloumi
And share it out cut up in cubes
Then sneeze on the tzatziki
While telling everyone the double dip's approved
With luck one of them gets
Sniffles (or much worse)
Don't bin that crap they cough up
No, store it in a jar
Mix phlegm with kounoupidi
And use a spoon licked clean by dogs
Stuff pus inside the koupes
And serve it dipped in spit…
You'll hear the kids scream "ooooo"
We recommend this treatment
Our son's song taste is much improved
He now sings Aspro Mavro
He's almost good as new, though still he sings Shiru
Let's sing aloud these lyrics
To friends and strangers, far and near
"A pox on all your children!"
Explain that it is not
The insult they'd assume
