Kate

Harken, ears content, to mine siren song
As tender waves do lap about your soul.
Embrace temptation sweet; submit, belong
Submerged beneath my torrid seas; made whole.

Dutifully scurry about my feet
Seeking divine morsels to rend your heart,
Devour every beguiling treat
Abased beneath all I sternly impart.

Yet Petruchio is naught less his Kate;
Solar and lunar, unchanging, held fast.
Maiden Diana left to spinster state
Divorced of her devout, adoring caste.

So crawl, little kate, sacred toes to kiss;
Surrender yourself to submissive bliss.