This would have fit nicely in the disease thread of Spring 2000.

SYPHILIS

Melody--Four and Twenty Blackbirds

Sing a song of syphilis,

A penis full of pus,
Four and twenty pox scabs,
Waiting to be burst.
And when her legs were opened,
Oh what a sight to see,
Oozy gray-green matter,
All running with her pee.