Oh spike proteins,
how you have us in a twist
through no fault of your own
for you have no consciousness
if only they knew
that neither did you
wish to be in existence
nay, ‘twas the persistence
of those prodders and pokers,
those splicers, what jokers!
Joke’s on them –
watch the Dow fall!
ring around the rosie
better cover up your nosey
they cease their copulation
while I plan my next mutation
penetration, procreation
as fools embrace inanimation
but not me!
See –
I may not be alive,
But at least I am free.