I have decided to write a poem in honor of our taxi adventures of the week. *Ahem*
Taxi Trufi
Taxi Trufi you are our friend
You take us to town and back again
What is a speed limit?
I guess you don´t know
Holy crap, a llama in the middle of the road
“Pare” is the word for stop
It was on that sign
I barely got a glimpse of it as we zoomed on by
Are there lanes on this road?
There definitely are
Duck and cover ladies, two trucks are coming coming towards our car!
How many people can fit in a little Toyota?
Nine, with the guy that just entered the car solo
Hold your horses, it´s nine and a half
That guy brought his chicken (the girls and I laughed)
Anna and Jessica are sharing a seat
Then again, so are Callie, Amanda and me
What is this circle we´re coming to?
A roundabout, dear Lord, there´s nothing to hold onto!
A sheep, a dog, 17 trucks and a man
I think we survived, oh no hold your breathe again
Guy with the cart, cow, you better move
We´re coming to a stop at the market, *few*…
Taxi Trufi, you´re so much fun
Just kidding, you made us all have to make a bathroom run
