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Honorificabilitudinitatibus!

In full fruit basket electrolytic fortification                      
I commenced epic proceedings of everlasting love;                    
A once in a lifetime dissipating fornication                      
Which matrimonial license would be preserving of.                    
                     
And so one day we found an accommodating justice                      
For an authority invested in our wish to fuck,                    
And to issue the state certificate (where they trust us)                   
To be now and forever...with each other always stuck!                      
                     
And stick her is what I did, on that hot September night,                    
First in her mouth, then in her cunt, then in her mouth again!                    
The marriage thing was going well, her maidenhead was tight,                    
And she, for my vitality, had developed quite a yen!                      
                     
But don't kid yourself about the vows, they're easy to forget,                    
Because it's the gusto that she has on offer in the sack,                    
And the subsequent cummings she'd aid and ably abet                    
To ensure a horny husband was always at her crack!                      
                     
That's the secret to fidelity, it very truly is,                    
And men should, like Apollo, sip from her Helicon spring,                    
Which she rather deftly requites, soon summoning the jizz                 
To do with as she will, either to swallow or to cling...                    
                     
For marriage need not always be a matter of the heart                    
When anatomy graciously, offers much more to explore,                    
Like the volcanic torrents, from Cupid's pummeling dart,                    
Blown out to the pearly necklace...of titty fucking yore!                      
                     
To be sure, some sweet affection, must be within the mix,                    
For there were never hints of doubt, of manhood whipping out                     
The protracted elations of highly tumescent dicks                      
To prove themselves worthy as my hydraulic semen spout!                    
                     
And once my vixen sampled the sweet contents of my balls                    
Relationship dissuasion became an echo of the past,                    
For soon she proved her worth with her coition protocols;                    
                 
And resulting in hymeneals...proving to be a blast!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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Author's Note
The title being from...LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST...act 5, scene 1.
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