One flew over the Ostrich’s head

In the surgery this winter
Flags and bunting everywhere
Get your flu injection here
Or face hours of despair

Thats the message coming over
Influenza KILLS
Don’t go through this hastle
The vaccine now instills

In you, great protection
against the bugs that fly
That have their way inside of you
And you could even die

Thats the sort of message
A needle in your arm
Guarantees you peace and quiet
You won’t come to any harm

People die in Winter
But its not all down to flu
A lot of this is guess work
They do not have a clue

Pneumonia
There’s stuff from the sky
Best keep away
From the Pharma men
And I am sure you now know
why