This poem reads:
MY SWEETHEART

My sweetheart is Malaria
And I met her in Bataan
I'm just one love of her many loves
but still her favorite man

Our love began with a tropic moon
Where the Alonga meets the sea
and she spreads her charms in other arms
but always returns to me

Our love is like all other loves
she leaves me now and then
But my fever burns, and my love returns
to embrace me once again

In my lover's arms I tremble
with hot and fevered brow
but she holds me less in each fond caress
so she'll be leaving now

My sweetheart is Malaria
and I met her in Bataan
I'm just one love of her many loves
but still her favorite man.