Don't say f*ck, dear. It's not nice.
Seriously, it is the ultimate derail. "Oh, she said 'f*ck.' Was that an appropriate word choice, or is she trying to shock me? I think she is. Reminds me of Nicole Kidman at the end of 'Eyes Wide Shut.' Not frank and honest, that. A big sore thumb. Still, not as bad as George Clooney in 'From Dusk Til Dawn.' I didn't believe a single of the hundred f-bombs that came out of his mouth. And . . . wait, where was I? Oh, the middle of a poem."
Factchecking department: you don't have to exchange bodily fluids when you f*ck. That's what condoms are for.
That aside, although I think your thesis is a bit overstated, I thought the poem was quite well rendered.
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