I've decided to put my hand in the ole poetry jar too. I might copyright it, so no tries to steal this little masterpiece.
I look outside and see my car
I hop in, expecting to go far
Dilemma strikes, the car has no gas
Dilemma strikes again, I have to PASS gas
Keys fumble
Stomach rumbles
Finally I let the wind break through
And decided to pull out of the drive way too
