The Hero Filling Station, near Sheffield, by Cumwell Lane

AuburnScribbler

 

It seems that Sheffield council,

or filling station vendors,

don’t allow after hour workers,

to spend their well-earned tender,

 

as after our late song,

we needed to get home,

but every station that we passed,

we saw nothing but ghosts,

 

thus, dear Fox and I,

partook in some panicking,

but with ten miles left on his clock,

not as much as Glyn,

 

we circled around Steel City,

but no joy did arise,

to add insult to injury,

all we saw was soaring price,

 

but after roundabout,

we saw a gleam of hope,

our prayers were answered,

by a blonde girl plaited Pope,

 

both men and cars were happy,

thus, no more mental strain,

three cheers, for the filling station,

near Sheffield, by Cumwell Lane.

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 29th, 2022 09:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Recently, the party band that I’m in, “Lightstream” (which could change soon because of equity reasons), has been booked to play some gigs; in the great city of Sheffield, and every time we’ve performed there, there’s always been a good reception. However, on one particular evening, in terms of travel, there was a little bit of a pickle, fuel, and the lack of it. Before you say “that was a school boy error”, it wasn’t, as we agreed beforehand, that some of the wages from the gig, was to be spent on fuel for the way back. Though when we started our search around the orbital/suburban ring of Sheffield, it bore no open filling stations, but of course, we did find one in the end. So, this is a poetic homage, to the filling station that saved us that night. I hope that you enjoy the poem, massive thanks has to go to Shell, as part of my thanks, accompanying the poem is a street map for your information, if you ever get stuck around that part of the world, which identifies the hero filling station in question. Ensure that your well stocked up for the upcoming test, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
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Comments1

  • Doggerel Dave

    As a poem about a filling station open late in Sheffield, it has no peer, AS. 🙂
    It certainly engaged me - the anxieties felt in that situation came through...and if I unlocked the old memory bank....

    You stay safe too.

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read Doggerel Dave, I'm glad that you enjoyed this poetic journey, though a little anxious, but of course, it did reach it's satisfying end.

      I'll stay safe for sure, thanks again, and I hope that all is well.



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