Baa, Baa, black sheep, have you any fuel
No Sir, No Sir, I’m feeling such a fool
I went to get topped up today; from my local pumps
Cars queuing along the road, it gave me the hump
I waited more than half an hour, moving just a yard
Cars tried to jump the queue, they were quickly barred
Tempers start going high, as drivers waved their fists
I wondered what the problem was, in the forecourt mist
Finally a pump came free; at last my fuels in sight
But as I jumped outside of my car, I received a nasty fright
There was a label on the pump; my head was almost steaming
There’s only diesel in this pump, no petrol, oh am I dreaming.
Decided to pop out to find some nice captures, and found a field full of these black sheep. They were everywhere, so I took a few pictues before jumping back into my car and off to the local town.
Yes I came across the town’s petrol station with cars everywhere queuing down the road. I felt like shouting at them, "There is only shortages due to you idiots panic buying". I was going to take a capture but it was too dangerous to park anywhere near.
Must say I'm lucky as I had topped up a week ago before this stupid panicking, and I don't use much fuel these days. I'm therefore petrol happy so:
You should send this brilliant poem into a newspaper Heather…so clever & I would have been very happy to see diesel for sale today. I’m on red so popped down to our local garage at lunchtime, big sign….No Diesel. Never mind I’m not desperate so I pottered back will try later in the week. I must say the roads are quieter.
What a brilliant poem. I can let you have some of my petrol I haven't been anywhere other than the supermarket and home again for weeks thanks to lockdown.
As far as I know there is no shortage of fuel, but there are not enough lorry drivers to transport the fuel to the pumps.
Nice shot
Hope it is resolved soon.
You guys & lack of fuel is even on the news in Australia, so at least I know what your poem & narrative is about.