Panic Buying - A Threat Now

Dear diary, drafts of anxiety just hushed in,

never know when its going to end.

Rare of its kind, tough as bending a steel,

it was all wrapped up when I walked in a veggie search.

With those mercury eyes the little white barked .

Round and Round I stepped out, got my pumpkin on my pouch.

Chick! chick! chick! I got my chicken piece.

Weeping there, with no more coins

Oldy shedded the genuine tears.

No more I have the big coins, what should I do now?

Chick pieces dropped into her sack

could be the reason she smiled ,

For this is the least I could do, I beg you to stop panic buying.