Old king's plague is dead
The smallpox plague is dead
No more children dying hard
No more cripples living scarred
With the mark of the devils kiss
We still may die of other things but we will not die of this
Raise your gla**es high
For all who will not die
To all the doctors, nurses too
And all the lab technicians who
Drove it into the ground
If the whole UN does nothing else, it brought this terror down
Scarce the headlines said
The ancient plague was dead
They were filled with weapons new
Toxic waste and Herpes too
And the AIDS scare coming on
Ten new plagues will take it's place but at least this one is gone
Population sores
Checked with monstrous wars
Preachers rant at birth control
Spur the body, save the soul
Bring new d**hs off the shelves
And say to mother nature please, we'd rather do it ourselves