There are Killer Bees after you and me
With the Swine Flu nothing to sneeze about
I've also heard it's in the birds
So beware of odd tweeting sounds

The cows are kept just this side of mad
Which is a funny name for a disease
They must be running out of names no doubt
To try and frighten you and me

The storms are at the door they continually warn
Knocking harder than years gone past
Hoping we forget they're more often than not, not correct
When it comes to their latest highly educated guess

And don't forget the spies with their wandering eyes
Are peeking via phone and internet
Where the powers that be fill the jobs not complete
Until we're all shaking in our boots where we stand

Being far from calm with all the goings-on
Waiting to hear what's coming next
As they spin the dial on what's rolling our way down the pipe
Until we're all completely over the edge