WOT?! IF YOU WERE IN FRONT OF ME I'D BE FORCED TO USE MY NEW POWERFUL MOVES ON YOU! I'LL TAKE YOU OUT FOR A MEAL WITH MR. AND MRS. PAIN. ORDER UP SOME VIOLENT QUICHE. Where's my squeezy stress ball toy? I've got to throw it at things!
...I don't know what you're on about, sir. It's avant-garde. You've simply no eye for up and coming new forms of poetry, or simply haven't caught on yet and tried it for yourself. Go on then. Make an attempt and show the gritty beatnik haiku master what you've got.