
A panic sweeps the world at large,
A fellow can't relax.
Pandemics! Maniacs in charge!
(And insufficient sex!)
But further worries are undue,
Professionals opine:
With chickens, kimchi slays the flu,
Bulgogi cures the swine.
We quiver to the commies' threats
With nukes - but none shall die,
For they disarm without regrets,
Seduced by ChocoPie.
Libidos fall instead of pants.
Then ladies all agree
To take the missionary stance,
Imbibing HonestTea.
Daehanminguk! O wondrous realm,
Thy miracles arcane
With endless pleasure overwhelm
My crotch, my tongue, my brain.




