Rachel Lyman Field

Taxis

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.

Gayly 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?