Miga wrote me this Petrachan Sonnet after he should me the secret place he only shows to diligent scouts with weak gag reflexes. I hope you can use it and your teacher likes it as much as I did. It's even in iambic pentameter~"The small girl came by my house againThe one with the black hair and ample featuresEasily among God's most beautiful creaturesI moved to keep her from the other menMy basement I assured her was top-notchAnd the chains and whips just decorationAs a girl of 11 she gave me such sensationWhen her little forehead grazed against my crotchI planned to keep her 'til she was fourteenThen she would be unusableBut for now she was mine and mine aloneMine to touch and hold and cleanFun until her breasts have grown too fullThen beneath the Earth will be her home"