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Jersey Gas

You need some gas? We'll, step right up And pump it 'til you've had your fill Unless you're in New Jersey, where You best make sure you know the drill. For it's the last remaining state Where pumping gas is not allowed Except for paid attendants and Of this New Jerseyans are proud. So even if you're in a rush, You must sit in your car and wait Until a service station guy Can bother to accommodate. And if you try to speed him up, You'd better learn to zip your lip, For then he'll wash your windshield, Slowly, hoping to procure a tip. When questioned why this law exists, Which out-of-towners do detest, A local politician said, And I can just assume in jest: Perhaps our Jersey diet Full of greasy food's to blame; Therefore, if we pump the gas ourselves, We'll burst right into flame!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 1/17/2018 6:38:00 PM
I hope this silly law does not show up where I live. I don't mind pumping my own gas one bit. The gas station has lost much of its usefulness in the past few decades.Most had service garages attached. No more. / M
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Date: 1/13/2018 6:28:00 PM
What a fun poem Ilene and i love the liberal dose of humour sprinkled throughout your poem:-) hugs jan xx
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