Enraged you are making me. Get out! I have no need for these hollow, nonsensical poems. Bah! Poems, nonsensically hollow! These, for needy! None have I, Out! Getting me made, are you enraged?
Hopper thinks so much of this bad-being art, he may battle Ketek, that in the ketek battle. May his art be bad, this of much so thought hopping.