I wrote a quatrain just for you
in hopes you'd fuck me all night through
But must we follow rules and such
fuck the rules 'tween your legs I'll touch.

Pen in hand refreshed anew,
I wrote a quatrain just for you.
And so it goes when creative thought
can add to sex a masters thought.

I ponder how the rules of rhyme
are like you sucking me a second time. 
I wrote a quatrain just for you
to suck my cock and fuck me too.

I thank you for this game of mine
and for your slutty clothing line.
While dressed like a slut my cock you blew
I wrote a quatrain just for you.