Fred, at some point I too believe you are correct because I really, really want to write a poem but only the total opposite of the following Poor ole Fred... Had a cup of tea... Took his final pee... Finally set free... During his last SWFL spending spree... Brought on by the gloating three... At the FDIC.... And his hand could no longer set him free Then poor ole Fred was forever silenced at sea In his infamous vase Which is now at the very base Separated from those that started this all at the FDIC Now for all to see