A taxi driver full of woe, <br />The punter don’t know where to go, <br />Full of booze and brain dead, <br />Does not know which way to head, <br />Then she say’s just take me home, <br />Where is that this side of Rome? <br />You should know you bloody freak, <br />You took me home just last week, <br />Been in this car and in the back, <br />Or one just like it I know its black, <br />A yellow sign on the top, <br />So hurry up and dropp me off, <br />Take me home she yells at me, <br />I’m busting for a bloody pee, <br />The driver takes off down the rank, <br />Up the high street past the bank, <br />Opens the door sets her free, <br />Pointing to the lavatory, <br />Into gear and off like a rocket, <br />With her five quid in his back pocket, <br />Back to the rank for another prat, <br />Easy money just like that.<br /><br />taxi poet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-of-the-taxi-driver/
