Cooking oil - a short nursery rhyme

(Apologies to Old Mother Hubbard)

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To bring out her frying pan
But the cupboard was bare
Found no cooking oil there
Nary a drop in her old oil can

Old Mother Hubbard
Rushed to the supermarket
To stock some cooking oil
But the shelves were bare
All bought by hoarders there
No oil, her life's now in turmoil