RE: Jet Fuel supply positivity29 Apr 2026 18:07
Sundezena thought he’d found his way,
“To riches quick—starting today!
Planes go up, so stocks will too,
It’s obvious… what else to do?”
He bought up shares with all his might,
Declared himself a market knight,
“Air travel’s big, I cannot lose!”
(He learned this from some half-watched news.)
At first, he gained a pound or two,
“Retirement soon!”—he loudly grew,
But then came Iran and rising fuel,
The market said, “You hopeful fool.”
His numbers dropped, then dropped some more,
Like luggage lost on distant shore,
He whispered, “Just a little dip…”
While watching all his savings slip.
At last he checked—just coins remained,
His dreams of yachts now slightly strained,
“Well,” Sundezena softly said,
“At least I’ll travel… in my head.”