Yeah, pick one, it doesn't matter. In fact throw them both out and put in, consistently fudged.

I believe I was using shoal as a noun, and yes, we all know I'm a direct product of no role models and an even poorer education christ off, but we can't all get the kind of family support and education that you've been afforded now can we mate? Eventually, though, I'll learn, and it will have been a hell of a hike. Where, as for you? Well, you've always just been sitting there haven't you in your magical pipe puffing droning pretentious squat. That's what I love about the english and europeans, all of that fucking ripe or the picking culture, all of that sitting around and chatting over crumpets and old news, mmmm, makes me tired just watching you guys. I honestly couldn't tell you what this poem was doing on the best list? And I honestly really don't give a fuck either, as far as I'm concerned poemranker is old news. And just another page in the evolution of my poetry. I used you 'learned' poets as a means to get an idea of what I wanted to do, and how to approach it, and it worked, and that's what I do. Move and stack and hide and survive. There is no safety net in my world, there is no other direction to go but up. I'll see you on your way down, and perhaps we can share a pipe and story. Until then, thanks for the help and advice mate. It worked.

What was that your New Years revolution to be nice to me? Thanks, those were some charming things to say, and yes my son's doing very well. he goes to this great school, and he's really a lovely young man.the perfect combination of me and his mother. Sensitie yet kind and giving yet not easy to take advantage of. Outside of my dark world of poetry I'm actually quite sober and reseved these days. I smoke a pipe and read mostly. little acting here, a lot of writing there. things are coming along, slowly but properly. Thanks for asking, and we all know your going to do well this year, now don't we. you're in with the baby jesus. Scoundrel.

Thank you Joe, I'm flattered, but I also know you say that to all of the boyscouts this time of year.

You mean, it's been some time since he's dropped your drawers, and spanked you?

Not at all. It just made me chuckle.

You're kidding? I thought you were talking to the popper in the corner.

It's a parody of rebecca calvettis little girl in gold slippers mate.

Yes, yes, a plate full of booty. For a trip to see where things get loomed. Exciting, huh? It's in Milan.