Poem "Some Little Bug"

In these days of indigestion It is oftentimes a question.

As to what to eat and what to leave alone; 

For each microbe and bacillus Has a different way to kill us, 

And in time they always claim us for their own.  

There are germs of every kind In any food that you can find In the market or upon the bill of fare.

Drinking water’s just as risky As the so-called deadly whiskey, 

And it’s often a mistake to breathe the air…. 

By John Leroy Atwell 

• The author summed up the dangers in his poem.