Those Greek Customers!

A Greek family ate at my diner and they broke all of my plates.
I whipped them all because they did something to aggravate.
There was a very good reason why things got so grim.
When they broke my plates, they refused to pay for them.
They said that they broke the plates because it's a Greek Tradition.
But when they refused to reimburse me, it was a stupid decision.
They broke my plates so I broke their bones.
When I kicked their butts, all of them groaned.
They wound up in a lot of pain because they made me see red.
When I was through, every one of them needed a hospital bed.

(This is a fictional poem)