Death Drives a Cab

Death drives a taxi cab
But does not charge a fare
Does not mind where you are at,
Will pick you up from anywhere. 

Holiday, Honeymoon 
Checkered, Yellow, Black and White
The backseat always has more room
City, Coastal, day or night.

Find him waiting at a rank
Or you can wave him down
The engine’s always running 
The flag is always down. 

When it’s time to go, it’s time
He’ll pull up with a welcome grin
And there will be no turning back
‘It’s on my way’, he’ll say, ‘hop in.’

And as he slowly pulls away, 
You realise what’s true.
While you thought you were hailing Death
Death has been hailing you.

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