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Taxi driver

Poetry By: RJohnson
Humor


Tags: Humor


THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.


Submitted:Apr 3, 2008    Reads: 154    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Last week I gave a ride to a member of the Crips.

He shot me in the wiener when I asked for a tip.

I'll never give a gang member a ride again.

I'm really sick of getting these bullets within.

Yesterday I thought I'd be safe when I gave a ride to a nun.

But when I asked for a tip, the damn lady pulled out a gun.

She shot me in the crotch and blew off one of my balls.

The pain is so great that to reach my taxi, I have to crawl.

The people have no morals and they show no pity.

Please don't ever be a taxi driver in this damn city.





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