Itchy itchy itchy!
Scratch scratch scratch!
Stay far away, or you could catch
The nasty illness that every kid gets
Where your temperature rises, you break out in sweats
But that’s not the worst thing: a terrible rash
Spreads over your body, as quick as a flash
Little red blisters, that turn into sores
Clogging up every one of your pores.
Then they scab over, and so will begin
The itching and scratching all over your skin
My mum tries some ointment, but it’s just no good
If you’ve been a victim, then you’ve understood.
If you want to send something, send me a fox
‘Cos I’ve fallen foul of the chicken pox.
