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Cyrus the Virus

CYRUS "THE VIRUS" IS EVERYWHERE. WREAKING HAVOC WITHOUT ANY CARE. BORN OUT OF WEDLOCK BETWEEN SLIME AND MOLD. MORPHS HIS WAY THROUGH LIFE I'M TOLD. BIRDS AND PLANTS, TREES AND PEOPLE. HIS GOAL IN LIFE IS TO TURN ALL INTO FECAL. WICKEDLY MEAN, TREACHEROUS DISEASE. TRAVELS THE WORLD AND DO AS HE PLEASE. HE'LL INFECT A NATION AND THEN HE'LL FLEE. APPEAR SOMEWHERE ELSE AS A TICK OR A BEE. MASTER OF DISGUISE, MANY DIFFERENT FACES. ALL OVER THE WORLD IN ODD AND STRANGE PLACES. HOT ON HIS HEELS IS THE WORLD CDC. THEY CAN'T UNDERSTAND AND ASK HOW CAN THIS BE. HE CONTAMINATES WATER, INFECTS YOUR MIND. DON'T TURN YOUR BACK, HE'LL INFECT YOUR BEHIND. HE THINKS IT'S A JOKE. TO HIM IT'S A GAME. HE EVEN APPEARED IN THE FORM ACID RAIN. CDC, WILL CATCH HIM ONE DAY. UNTIL THAT TIME COMES, HE'LL HAVE HIS OWN WAY. THEY'LL CATCH HIM ONE DAY AND BOTTLE HIM TIGHT. THAT SHOULD SUFFICE AND SERVE HIS CRIMES RIGHT.

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