Malady Treatmant


The amazingly filled hospital’s doors open for more.
Ouch!, I hear the people scream.
A disease has broken out quite recently.
I see more people than before I hear of the malady.
More than by two thirds since a month it has grew.
I have received the remedy, so no need to worry.
Those who do not know of the disease should be wary.
They need to be opposite of unwary to not be dreary.
If malady would build a tower, it would beat the sky.
The malady is like a cell, it manipulates into more.
We must fight it now before it manipulates into more.
The malady grows up from there on.
So for the sick, get a treatment to skip the pain.

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