Germs invade my humble home.
They make us weep, they make us moan.
Germs make us sick,
They make us sad.
Germs, I hate you bitches.
Sometimes you give us itches.
Sometimes you make us cough,
Sometimes you make us puke.
Germs, go away,
You're not welcome today.
Germs, I hate you.
I really wish you'd die.
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