Greedy Taxi ServiceA Poem by Randy Johnson
A taxi driver charged me fifty bucks for a short trip.
And then the S.O.B. had the nerve to ask for a tip. When I said no, he started giving me lip. I pulled him out of his taxi and broke his hip. With his expensive fares, he robs people blind. When he asked for a tip, he was out of his mind. I punched that sorry punk over and over again. He tried to fight back by kicking me in the shin. But I didn't even feel it and I certainly didn't care. When I was done, he had to buy a wheelchair. When he overcharged me and asked for a tip, it was a stupid thing to do. If you're a taxi driver who does the same, I'll find and kick your a*s too.
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StatsAuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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