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Been hearing a lot about Swine Flu on the news this weekend, I can’t help but approach the subject with American indifference. “Bubonic smells something like the Bougainvillea from our backyard.”
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 87 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Published: 04-26-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2665654
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-1Siren's after the plague
I
would imagine that the smell of the bubonic
was akin to the scent
of our bougainvillea in the
backyard that I inhaled as a
child;
according to the news
it is a awkward strain
of
swine,
bird,
and human influenza viruses
bred in Mexican
third-world lungs;
traded gently to our
hungry Americanism;
we
do,
after all consume
everything,
myself included.
I'm
worried that I don't have health insurance,
yet, confident that
I will be, as always
unaffected.
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