Virus Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A virus, although not alive
may unexpectedly arrive.
The doctor thinks your system fights
with antibodies' secret rites
yet that is utterly untrue
let me present the facts to you.

A virus needs another cell
to reproduce its shell from hell.
And as it's ready to proceed
undresses for the evil deed
a fever comes, a searing flame
goes to the centre of the game.

Each virus carries tiny shreds
in place of what we know as heads.
These telomeres, like little dicks
perform the replication tricks.

The fever flame gets hot at speed
at one-0-one it will indeed
just circumcise the telomeres
there is no time for viral tears.

Remember, thus, if fever strikes
one needs to do the things one likes.
Suppressing fever though is wrong
you'll see, the virus won't stay long.






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