A crooked shell with sagging grace, The house still stands, but knows its place. A dirt-floor basement, walls that moan, A structure that’s best left alone. On a quiet street with little sound, It's where true value can be found. The house may groan, but don't despair— That garage alone is worth the care. Step outside and you will see, A garage that stands in victory. Two cars wide, both warm and bright, Insulated, sealed up tight. Heated walls for winter’s chill, A perfect shop or hobby thrill. On a quiet street where silence stays, This rare garage steals all the praise. Set in Alberta Ave’s strong heart, Where local shops and murals start. A thriving scene, both proud and true, With artists, cafes, something new.