As the rashes itch,
and the fever flows,
I shudder.

As my hair falls out,
and the sore **** about,
I shudder.

As the moans turn to groans,
and my head wants to implode,
I shudder.

As death arrives,
and my mama starts to cry,
I shudder.

As the last shudder leaps,
and she falls to a heap,
I die.