Arrr, why be the Mpox potions not sailin' to those in Africa's dire straits? A scallywag’s tale, indeed!
2024-08-23
Arrr, me hearty! Them pill-makers be havin' their treasure chests brimming with cures to keep the scurvy pandemic at bay! But alas, the W.H.O. be throwin' a mighty anchor on their swift sailin'! Avast, let’s hoist the sails and set our mates free!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn about the scallywags of the drug trade. It be said that the makers o' potions and tonics be sittin' on barrels o' supplies, ready to hoist the sails and deliver the cure for a mighty pandemic storm! Aye, they’ve got the goods, but alas, the winds o' W.H.O. regulations be blowin' fierce and foul, slowin' our brave healers from settin' sail.