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Fuel
So here we are with nowhere around,
Where we can go with petrol to be found.
People queuing at stations armed with pockets of fivers,
But it isn’t fuel we’re lacking, it’s the drivers.
Yet another result from leaving the EU,
Is that HGV drivers are now too few.
Apparently loads of foreign drivers have gone back home,
Something that surely, we should’ve seen and known.
They also say many drivers have retired,
Whoever sorts out the logistics should definitely be fired!!
People waiting for ages at forecourt pumps,
Then the fuel runs out and everyone gets the hump.
Getting angry at those who cut in, the country is in a huff,
Tempers blowing up, now there’s petrol station fisticuffs.
I myself don’t know what the answer could be,
I think the only solution is to bring in the army.
I don’t really know, I’m not that wise,
But fuck it anyway, I don’t even drive!
Where we can go with petrol to be found.
People queuing at stations armed with pockets of fivers,
But it isn’t fuel we’re lacking, it’s the drivers.
Yet another result from leaving the EU,
Is that HGV drivers are now too few.
Apparently loads of foreign drivers have gone back home,
Something that surely, we should’ve seen and known.
They also say many drivers have retired,
Whoever sorts out the logistics should definitely be fired!!
People waiting for ages at forecourt pumps,
Then the fuel runs out and everyone gets the hump.
Getting angry at those who cut in, the country is in a huff,
Tempers blowing up, now there’s petrol station fisticuffs.
I myself don’t know what the answer could be,
I think the only solution is to bring in the army.
I don’t really know, I’m not that wise,
But fuck it anyway, I don’t even drive!
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