Cabby

uptown, downtown, crosstown, back

subway, highway, Broadway hack

one for the Opera, one for the show

one for the movie, just one more to go

strangers of all types just cruising along

some want silence, others a song

yellow, red, black, or white

money’s green so I won’t fight

man, woman, boy, girl, other

all can ride in this cab my brother

whether sun, snow, rain, or wind

same old route, each familiar bend

some are truculent, others love to talk

either way I’m good and shall not balk

tales I’ve been told of joy and pain seen

some quite nice, others quite mean

people will open up sometimes to a stranger

tell me of their life or assuage their anger

perhaps I should take a clue from Lucy Van Pelt

charge for listening whilst my brain melt

the doctor may be in for a measly five cents

but in this session the windows have vents

runaway brides, tourists just looking

some a plane trip on the way to booking

businessmen on way to close a big deal

loving couple just out for a meal

I’ve met all kinds in this metal microcosm

from every walk of our huge macrocosm

sometimes perfume makes me sneeze

it’s a rat race daily to get the cheese

hoping next fare is cute or at least nice

not some sweaty ape with a tobacco vice

whether curt or sweet I nod and smile

you ride your way at $4.50 per mile

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Ooh, a fare. Where to my friend?

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This 0nes for Harry. May he fly high

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