The Taxi Cab Driver From Hell
Flying around the corner on two wheels!
Look at him go!
His name is Fazik and he drove me from the airport to the hotel.
Riding in the car with him was like watching a magic show.
You should have been along for the ride!
Whizzing around the most dangerous streets in the city.
Streets even too narrow for a donkey!
I don’t remember praying as hard as I did on that 45 minute commute to the hotel.
Fazik, the taxi cab driver from hell.
Gwendolen Rix
4-26-15
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