Taxi By Marie Tully - Poem by Marie Tully
The city cabby over weight flabby
Back to back bivounce he try’s blows your stack
With his brick -a-brack Cadillac parked in a cul-de-sac
Get your own back on the poor haemophiliac
A hard nut to crack
Who’s introducing a mild heart attack?
He’s also an insomniac now a blank used to be laid back lumberjack
Who liked to read paperbacks while giving piggy backs to quarterbacks in place of aphrodisiac
He’s a praxis on his own an overtaxed abstraction
With delayed –action who’s dissatisfaction leads to a fatal attraction
With no interaction none-existing benefactor who’s autobiographical graphics ends on
Dialysis paralysis psychoanalysis… He died
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