Enter Your Submission

Were my instructions not concise enough?

To experience detention in my dungeon
You must first be worthy of inviting

You were to pen a sonnet
Both erotic and exciting

And you said,
I'll get right on it

Tantalize me with a titillating poem
Have it on my desk by the end of today
Not to even consider handing me
Another Fifty Shades Of Grey

So what did you do?

You did it anyway

Numerous gradations of mediocre writing
Mind numbingly
Delighting in sycophantic subby wubby talk
When it comes time for walking the walk
You squawk the wordage of a rubber necked chicken
Rather than the subtleties of a neo preening peacock
Spreading her majestic plumage
Ripe for the plucking