We love to visit cities;
Urban blood runs through my veins
And now that we are older,
We’ve no tolerance for trains,
So instead of checking listings
For the local train or bus,
We just call an Uber and it comes
Real fast, without a fuss.
We aren’t on vacation now,
But wanted to go out.
I read of an exhibit
And liked what it was about.
Since the schedule on Sunday
Says the subways will be slow,
We decided that an Uber
Was the only way to go.
It felt like we were on a trip
And not in our backyard.
My husband loved the ease of it
And yes, in that regard
It made a lot of sense because
Convenience, truth be told,
Counts a lot, but even more so
When you’re (I’ll admit it) old!
Categories:
uber, appreciation, city,
Form: Rhyme
Before I watched a movie,
(On the plane, which I enjoyed)
The day began with an event
Which more than just annoyed.
At 4 a.m. our Uber driver,
On the FDR,*
While in the far left lane decided
He would stop the car.
Now at that hour, traffic’s light,
Yet we were still in luck
That a speeding auto hadn’t,
Into our stopped Uber, struck.
We yelled out to the driver
Who complained he couldn’t see,
For the brights were on the car behind -
That’s pure insanity!
In a minute, though, he hit the gas
And we were on our way,
A slightly stressful start
To what would be a busy day.
*a six-lane highway in Manhattan
Categories:
uber, today,
Form: Rhyme
The wren was a bit fearful, but the robin was glad.
It would be the first Corgi Uber ride that he ever had.
My cousin said that the Corgi is gentle, his name is Thad.
By the time they got started they were joined by bird Brad.
I will try to entertain you, their Uber driver said.
He was a substitute driver, Thad’s cousin, young Ted.
The birds listened to his stories and liked what they heard.
From then on Ted was requested by every meadow’s sweet bird.
Categories:
uber, dog,
Form: Rhyme
How shall we get there? Mr. Snowman asked his wife.
She knew everything; she had not led a sheltered life.
We shall find a candy cane, it will take us to him she said.
They finally found one that was willing, all white and red.
Hop aboard! Invited the willing candy cane taxi cab.
She held still for them on a pinecone cement slab.
Santa’s Village please, Mrs. Snowman told their Uber ride.
She whisked them up and away in a swoop and a glide.
They passed igloos and the Eskimos came out and waved.
They passed a polar bear who had been deliciously caved.
They arrived at Santa Village in record time.
It’s Christmas said their Uber. She would not take a dime.
Categories:
uber, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
It’s easy said fox
I have never done it said Bear
But the swamp was deep
And there was winter in the air
So they got the app
Put it on fox’s phone
A moose came along
His name was Big Bone
I’m your driver, happy to meet you, he said.
He gave them a lift, on top of his shoulder and head.
How much do we owe you? Fox asked with glee.
Never mind he told them. The first ride is free.
Categories:
uber, animal,
Form: Rhyme
Moose Uber was the one we all waited to use.
Usually enthusiastic, he also could enthuse.
Chipmunk and skunk would jump on after infusing booze.
For, bear and weasel stared at bunny, salivating with ooze.
Moose Uber had one big rule. On his watch, no fights.
No bites out of little guys, he meant to wrong all the rights.
Can we just sniff the rabbit’s neck? The bear asked one time.
That was the end of his Moose Uber rides down hollow sublime.
The bunny had heard, and felt a bit threatened though.
So, he contracted with a new Uber in the hollow below.
Chipmunk and skunk asked him for that Uber guy’s name.
Bear had been sniffing their necks, so they did the same.
Categories:
uber, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
The weasel is the best Uber driver we have ever found,
We have taken rides from miles around.
He is polite and responsible and can outrun a hound.
The weasel is the best Uber we have ever found.
But he is a weasel! Aren’t they mean, sly and slick?
I heard that they carry rabies and can make you sick.
One of them carried off the eggs of my goosey named Dick.
I am fearful of the weasel said my Uncle Mick.
Then don’t use the weasel, but don’t come crying to me.
He is the most inexpensive Uber, and he is good to your she.
He brought my wife chocolates and put a candy in her tea.
If you use the wrong Uber driver, don’t come crying to me.
Categories:
uber, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Jump-start your career and get on the fast track.....Shift in to UBER-DRIVE *
Jump-start your career, Shift into UBER-DRIVE *
* Both these ad slogans are my original copyright material as of this posting
Categories:
uber, business,
Form: ABC
Uber Poster
I was searching for a poet that I know posted today
I searched on down the list I searched nearly all the way
I could not find the poet as I searched through the pile
I just get coming across the postings of a poet rhymed with piles
I was wondering whether to look but then I saw another
I counted twenty of them so far, so not one did I bother
I think she is in a competition to beat the Uber poster we all know
Between them both they really are just trying to steal the show
My poet I did find just before she slipped right off the list
You know one could get annoyed but I really might get p******
© ~GG~ 13/09/2102
I may get shot down in flames but there you go. I was searching for this one poet and I would have missed it if I didn't know she was posting. Between the two Ubers there are over 30 postings again just today.
4:45 am in my sleepless land so searching the list to read some good poetry I find another poet who has posted 27 poems just tonight, or today in their land.
Categories:
uber, confusion,
Form: Verse
In
defence
of freedom-
live internet
news-
the advance
of freedom-
global village
views
Categories:
uber, people, philosophy,
Form: Lyric