Dimjit the mini-cab driver

Dimjit owned a mini-cab, he drove it without tax,
He didn't have a licence, but the council's checks were lax
So Dimjit had been driving people in his rusty car,
To pubs and clubs and supermarkets, christenings and bars,
Til he became the victim of a clear and precise theft,
Of his right-hand indicator, which kept him tuning left.