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New York City Cab Drivers

An old Jew tells a joke

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The Taxi Ride

I’ve learned the streets of my home town
By driving a taxi up and down

Each fair had its own life’s care
And some felt the need to share

Through the reds and greens and stop signs too
Absolute strangers shared a thought or two

In times like these I forget myself
And put my own life on a shelf

Nick Krakana
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February 1, 2011

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New York City Cab Drivers

An old Jew tells a joke

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