Gather round and listen well, To hear my sad and sordid tale When plague and pestilence ruled the land And four thieves made a daring plan They robbed the dead and dying men By creeping in their houses, then Relieving them of earthly wares While weakened by their sickly cares How did these thieves retain their health? While robbing others of their health? They made a potent oil and chose To smear it underneath the nose Eucalyptus, rosemary, lemon Add some clove, and some cinnamon Stir it up and mix it well To safeguard yourself with a smell. In times like these, of plague and fear With troubles coming, far and near An ancient recipe could serve To help us all regain our swerve