Yellow Fever
By MinHua
Whose house this is I believe
To be stricken by yellow disease
Not a heart within a mile
To see the epidemic cease
The stars above questionly shine
Asking if the fever will be mine
And send a very gentle breeze
To secure that I’ll be fine
The yellow rag waves around
Nothing inside makes a sound
Not even a beat of life
Nor a howl of their hound
The town is isolated and dark
The fever sure made it’s mark
But I have more bite than bark
But I have more bite than bark
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