How Do I Fuck Thee?

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AverageBear
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"HOW DO I FUCK THEE?"

How do I fuck thee? Let me count the ways.
I fuck thee to thy depths with all my might
Where rod can reach, when thrusting out of sight
In the warmth of thy slick and pulsing place.
I fuck thee 'tween thy heaving breasts by light of day
And 'neath thy quiv'ring cheeks by stroke of night.
I fuck thee freely, so loose and yet so tight.
I fuck thee purely, as side by side we lay.
I fuck thee with the passion full of cum
Between thy lips, a drop of my release.
I fuck thee with a fuck that strikes me dumb
And blind to all but you. As if time doth cease,
Our passion ne'er ebbs nor flows, but hums
With our erections – penis, nipple, clit within thy crease.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 3 years ago

Oh my God, are you not the passionate Bear. Maybe a Browning Bear? Who cares, Lizzie would have welcomed a night with you as would all of us, boys and girls alike. Thrust on noble steed till every inch is filled.

zornslemmazornslemmaover 3 years ago

Very good. Certainly has the rhythm and texture of "How Do I Love Thee". Thanks!

DawnJDawnJabout 11 years ago
*chuckles*

Elizabeth Barrett Browning would probably have turned over in her grave when you penned this imitation of her poem if she had been aware of it! I can't imagine her ever even thinking the word "fuck", never mind using it with such abandon in a stately and elegant love poem. But then, this isn't your typical 19th century "love poem", is it? It's a riot, and cute, and funny! Thanks for the laugh!

As an English teacher, I appreciate imitations that work, and the effort that goes into trying them. And in this case, the horny humor that gave the poem its spice! :)

HarryHillHarryHillover 11 years ago
Why do I have the sudden urge

to write a sonnet?

FrancisDrakeFrancisDrakeabout 12 years ago
Droll.

Witty & well written without being coarse, but funny as all Hell! Well done Sir!

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