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Taxi driver

gabrielsmy articles 6 Dec 201311 Jun 2020

I like
to imagine myself
as the lion of the road,
prowling
the streets
for prey.

In the pecking order,
taxi drivers
rank pretty
highly;

pedestrians
are like chickens,
cyclists
are the monkeys

and buses
are wildebeests,
grinding along
in packs.

From What I’m really thinking: the taxi driver, Guardian Weekend, 16 November 2013. Submitted by Ailsa Holland.

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Published 6 Dec 201311 Jun 2020

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