You want to know about me? Why? Are you a spy? Are you from the future and you want to a) kill me so my daughter won't stop your plans to rule the world or b) join as your companion inside a police box, which to me will look like a phone booth and why would I go with a stranger inside a phone booth? Unless you are hot, but for you to be hot you must know the basics of poetry, can kick my butt and have red hair. The basics include Frost, Shakespeare and Neruda. Sorry, my rules! What's your name by the way?