Full Service

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riverboy
riverboy
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She arrives at my service station.
She says she is empty.
She is in search of the flammable, the volatile.
She asks me to fill her up and I insert my hose.
I make sure its in as far as it will go.
I pump for a long time, she needs a lot today.
I give her enough to climb the mountain.
I give her enough to reach the summit above the clouds.
That is where she wants to go.
I pump my hot liquid fuel into her tank.
High test. Full service.
Thank you ma'am...come again soon.

riverboy
riverboy
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MagnetronMagnetronalmost 10 years ago

Gasoline is actually quite cool as it usually comes from underground tanks. I would have left out the word 'hot'.

Otherwise, an interesting perspective.

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