(To the tune of "Oom-Pah-Pah")
There's a little ditty
They're wheezin' in the city,
Especially when they're coughin'
Up their last good lung.
If you've got albuterol,
Your feelings'll be mutual
And this'll be exactly what you will want sung:
That's how it goes,
An-ti-bi-ot-ics too, don't you suppose?
When they wheeze, cough, cough, cough, cough!