Not Always a Bad Day For a Cabby

A cabdriver's day can be partly bad luck, partly glee; just always be on your toes, you won't get a bloody nose. There, backseat lovers snuggle, softly coo to each other; next minute they just quarrel, snarl, shriek and commit murder. A celestial chick hops in, stuns you cold with just a wink and a magnum in your rib, gets your cash, you fail to think. A jealous hubby tells you to zoom after a chopper for his wife and her lover; leaps out your door, game over. Scared bank robbers kick you out of your cab, your mouth they gag; in panic they leave behind oodles of dollars in a bag!