A/N: Lol. I just threw this together on the spur of the moment! I literally wrote this in like, fifteen minutes! Poetry was what I started with when I first began writing and I haven't written one in so long, it was just itching to get out. Of course this is crack compared to my more serious works, but I just wanted to have fun!
A Very Berry Trinity
T'was early morn, one summer's day,
That Rachel did forget
To climb on her elliptical
And fraught herself with sweat
She snuggled even deeper
'Neath the covers of her bed
For she was much too comfortable
And felt buzzy in her head
Then suddenly, she heard a sound
That jerked her wide awake
She saw a face before her
And her knees began to shake
For there was Quinn in front of her,
Her hair all strewn about
With eyes still shut, her breathing deep,
Her lips pursed in a pout
Poor Rachel was confused, aghast
And panicking ensued
'Cause underneath the covers,
She was inarguably nude
She tried to turn away from Quinn,
But then her jaw did drop
As Brittany waltzed into her room,
In neither bottoms nor a top
She sat straight up in such great shock
And then her eyes grew wide
Santana had been sleeping
On Rachel's other side!
This was too much for Rachel,
Her brain had shorted out
Her eyes rolled up back in her head
And she promptly just passed out
"Oh dear, oh dear" said Brittany
"She must still be so tired"
For just last night the Trinity got
What they so most desired
They just showed up at Rachel's door
With lots of booze in hand
'Cause they heard that Rachel's fathers
Were on a cruise ship to Japan
The diva didn't stand a chance,
She gave in to the three
The plans of which, I have to say,
She never did foresee
They wanted Rachel to be theirs
Before the night was done
So then out came the shot glasses
And they started on the fun
The night became a hazy blur
For one tiny brunette
And fireworks exploded
For our sexy drunk quartet
When Rachel came to consciousness
And the Trio calmed her down
They came clean about their feelings
And how they wanted her around
Rachel threw a big ol' hissy fit
Before she came to grips
That deep inside she did in fact
Adore those lady lips
Santana, Quinn and Brittany
Were happy as could be
For four was better than before
When they were only three
