Zero Offers
These last two days have been
over nintety degrees.
I attempted to dash yesterday.
My seats are carpeted
and the ac is busted.
I had all of the windows opened.
The air was hot and thick.
My hair stuck to my face instantly.
I booted up doordash.
The weather was miserable
but I still needed to make money.
I waited patiently.
Thirty minutes went by.
No offers came in.
My gas gage slowly declined.
An hour went by.
I continued to drive.
No offers came in.
An hour and a half went by.
No offers for I.
Gas gage on empty.
No money in my pockets;
none in my bank account.
I shut the car off and waited.
Two hours went by.
Cooked was I.
Panic crept into my chest.
Another text for help,
sent to mom and dad.
She instantly sent the money.
I thanked her profusely
and ended my dash.
No orders at all,
I finally got gas.
No prophet,
yet a lengthy dash.
Written by AprilFool 🐸
6/11/26
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Hello all! Check out my newest vlog on youtube if you like! The link is below. I talk about not getting any delivery offers, along with some other things I'll post soon in a poem! Thank you all for being here and for being you. I hope that you all had a wonderful day; I love you all.
