My little young naïve sister
Is no doubt very naïve
Says she is terribly afraid of Aids
Thinks she to herself:
I can only get it from
A Mister.
But listen naïve one, 'fore
You make a stupid move:
Be very afraid of Aids, indeed;
Some are BORN with Aids, some
Achieve Aids, while
Some have Aids
Thrust upon 'em!
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