Didn’t Make it to the Ten Commandments

But actually it worked out because on the way back past the line I refused to wait for three hours in I learned they’d just shut down the exhibit, over.  So my decision to instead go paw things on Canada’s richest street was a good one.  

Then when I gave the guy my change he held up an envelope stuffed with cranes, told me to pick one, I got that poem there on my fridge, title, ‘Patience’.  I know.

My favourite line is, “put spending time under review…..”.  If you see the guy, he hangs around Avenue and Bloor, say hi for me and also get a poem for yourself.