This Poem Is Not About The Free Clinic

Billy stuck a bean-pod up his nose,
thought it was new culture,
now he can't stop sneezing.

Sally took a trip with a television prince,
thought it was true love,
picked up something catching.

Hector ran out naked to rescue the kitty
thinking it was summer,
got the chiliblains.

Sarah crashed the Mayor's party,
thought they wouldn't mind her,
shrapnel in her elbow.

The free clinic closed at midnight,
the doctors had their thrill.
They even took away the clock.
Find a job if you get ill.