<tap, tap, tap> ...... are you done?
Okay, my understanding of poetry is somewhat limited to dirty limericks.
Haiku poetry is certainly within my own admission, as you state. I lament the fact that I only fine beauty in Haiku as viewed as an image fading away in the rear view mirror.
Probably not "dirty" enough but rub a cowpie or two on your monitor and I'm sure it will do...
There once was a man from Cowtown
Who hoped his team would win the crown
But along came some Southern Californeens
That showed the Kings to be Queens
Which explains why he is always so down.