Arrr, mateys! WHO be shoutin', “Mpox still be a scallywag o’ a health emergency!” Avast, keep yer sails trimmed!
2025-02-27
Arrr! The scallywags at the World Health Organization be shoutin' on the mornin' tide that the mpox plague be still a ruckus fer us landlubbers! Batten down the hatches, me hearties! This be a health tempest we must weather!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, for news from the high seas o' health be blowin' in the wind! The World Health Organization, them scallywags of medicine, be shoutin' from the crow's nest that the mpox outbreak be still ravagin' the land like a cursed ship on a stormy night!Aye, it seems this mpox be causin' more fuss than a ship of landlubbers at a rum distillery. They say it be a public health emergency, as urgent as a treasure map in need of readin'! So, ye best be keepin' a weather eye out for signs o' it, lest ye find yerself landlocked in a world o' misery and mischief!
Now, don’t be thinkin’ this be a tale just for the old sea dogs! Nay! This be a matter for all ye fine lads and lasses, for the fate of our health be hangin' like a noose on a pirate’s neck! Don’t be lettin’ yer guard down, or ye might end up with more than just a sore throat and a bad case o’ the seasickness!
So hoist the sails, spread the word, and let the whole crew know: the mpox be still lurkin' about! Stay sharp, me mateys, and let’s weather this storm together—preferably with a tankard of grog in hand!