Clots Nil

Stop don’t start, the clot isn’t smart
It cant run it can’t hide, it only comes apart
by way of shot or pill, in its death it turns nil

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Scrub Your Hands

Scrub scrub at your digits
dirty hands give us the fidgets
So clean those fingers please well and good
And stop C diff from spreading in food

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Wash your Hands

Wash wash wash your hands
for uncleanliness we shall not stand
Once, twice be sure to scrub them thrice
Please don’t allow them to spread any lice

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