From Clean Sheets, which I routinely and stupidly forget to visit, a short fun poem:

R.S.V.P.

By return address
please indicate
— if you could find it in your heart —

your willingness
to participate
in a small drama, in the part

of Helpless Maid
(lightly restrained),
your body lathered with whipped cream,

whilst, with patch on eye,
as Pirate, I
shall lick you quite completely clean.