Uploaded on September 2, 2011
Ho, for taxis green or blue,
Hi, for taxis red,
They roll along the Avenue
Like spools of colored thread!
Jack-o’-lantern yellow,
Orange as the moon,
Greener than the greenest grass
Ever grew in June.
Gaily striped or checked in squares,
Wheels that twinkle bright,
Don’t you think that taxis make
A very pleasant sight?
Taxis shiny in the rain,
Scudding through the snow,
Taxis flashing back the sun,
Waiting in a row.
Ho, for taxis red and green,
Hi, for taxis blue,
I wouldn’t be a private car
In sober black, would you?
—Rachel Field
The Big Golden Book of Poetry
09.02.2023: This photo still makes me happy. I love it when the creative thinking kicks in.