Geoff.
Before you plunge into that early morning voyage via that adventurous Torontonian carriage called the streetcar Here is a little ode that you and Carman can recite that will fortify you emotionally to endure that vehicle of human confusion. You must together recite it to that old 1920's tune, (I've been working on the railroad). This will help you have pity for those poor souls who are having their fortunes sucked up at the gas pumps.
A rich man has a taxi cab.
A poor man has a train.
But, my old man has 4 wheels and a board.
And he gets there just the same.
