You took my inhibitions

And turned them inside out

In the most timely manner

So that at your convenience

You could call me

Sweet

Lovely

Beautiful

Quirk

A joke to you

But had you known

I was accustom to manners

Of flight

You would not have been

So inclined

In your attempt to

Flatter

You would have figured

Out so quickly that

I would crush

You with a look

Of discontentment so

Incessantly putrid

That you would be forced

To your hands and knees

Where my amusement

Would be your wretch

TDM