Arrr, matey! Delayin’ yer jabs may unleash the polio beast back from Davy Jones’ locker! Savvy?
2025-01-13
Arrr! That rascally virus be hidin' in but two ports, savvy? Yet, a cheeky cousin, sprung from a potion for the mouth, be sailin' on the high seas to the West! Avast, me hearties! We best keep our grog close and our sails ready!
But hold onto yer tricorn hats, fer a mischievous cousin of this virus, born of an oral vaccine that be sailin' the seas to other lands, has set its sights on the West! Aye, this rascally variant be poppin’ up like a ghostly ship on the horizon, makin’ sailors shiver in their boots. The vaccine, though meant to protect the hearty crew, seems to have let a few pesky pirates slip through the cracks!
So, ye landlubbers, keep a weather eye open, for the world be filled with dangers both great and small. Whether it be a scurvy crew or a viral intruder, the seas be no place for the faint of heart. Avast, and stay vigilant, lest ye find yerself in Davy Jones’ locker, coughin’ and sneezin’ like a bilge rat! Arrr!