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I walked to the gate where the taxi was waiting
Checked in my pocket for change for the fare
Opened the door, saw the driver was laughing
Asked for the reason, would he like to share 

He stared ahead, set the meter a' running
Took the first left thinking it would be right
Said not a word about my destination 
Pressed on the gas and drove into the night

Traffic light art in the broadest of colors
Yellow and green, an occasional red
Speed limits tossed like a bag to the roadside
Wondering if it was something I said 

Then down an alley so dark and deserted 
Parking lot stripes in an orderly way
Nothing for miles or maybe forever
This is enough and I just had to say

"Where are we going, I've not that much money?"
Then with a twitch and the wink of an eye
I saw the driver reflect in the mirror
He was a her, I could not help but sigh

For there you were with a cap colored yellow
I saw your smile, my heart skipped a beat
That's when you stopped and the engine was halted
Came to my door and into the back seat 

"Are you surprised", we're the words that you asked me
More than you know was my answer to you
We stayed a while and love was in blossom
Two in a taxi, what else could we do

Yes this is silly, my romantic poem
Life has been tough as I go on my own
Merely some words in a tough situation
Here on this night reading soup all alone

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