"Do you see a boat with one man in it--a green and white boat ?" "Yes; quite well." "That's a poet." "I thought you said it was a bo-at." "Stupid pet! Don't you know what a poet is ?" "Why, a thing to sail on the water in." "Well, perhaps you're not so far wrong.

Some poets do carry people over the sea.

But I have no business to talk so much.

The man is a poet." "The boat is a boat," said Diamond.
"Can't you spell ?" asked North Wind.
"Not very well." "So I see.

A poet is not a bo-at, as you call it.