Haha, ak_finch. As my wife’s Italian grandfather said after getting a to-do list from my wife’s Italian grandmother (they were married, don’t you know), “Senza senso!” He was my mentor; so my wife and I get along about as well as my grandparents-in-law. A beautiful thing — as was your haiku — almost lost track of why I was here.
I know nonsense when I read it, and while “Dribble nettle spat” almost convinced me there was something meaningful lurking, “swift paper” led me to conclude the whole thing was Battibecco. So very nice! Thank you!