Leicfox Posted 12 August 2006 Posted 12 August 2006 Bird flu, bird flu soaring through my brain, I want to stay indoors, not to catch the H5 strain. The thought of the disease is pecking at my head, I don't want to catch the bug 'cus I'll only wind up dead. It started off in China and made its way to France, It just has to cross the channel to stop our merry dance. Bird flu you've met your match - I've bought new Cillit Bang, Upon the proverbial gallows pole your weedy mass will hang. Barry Scott the cleaning man invented sure a cure, to kill off nasty murderous germs and make the air so pure. So stay away or go to space for we are here to stay, Your apocolytic plague will be slaughtered in one spray. Birds will fly and cats will jig with no more risk of death, But you will die for Cillit Bang will see your final breath. You scared us once and made us fret and looked at us like mice, But now it's flipped and we're incharge, you no longer hold the dice. CILLIT BANG RULES
Collymore Posted 15 August 2006 Posted 15 August 2006 You need hot water and a near by 'Boots Store' Alright if you've got a kettle and live in Israel <_<
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