(Bored one day, and after a particularly long comic book marathon with my favorite Merc with the Mouth, I decided to have some fun and rework Shakespeare's sonnet "How do I Love Thee". Written with humorous intent, I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I think he would.)
How do I love thee Deadpool? Let me count the wretched ways.
I love thee to the darkest depths and breadths and heights
My tainted soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the rebirths of your being and acerbic grace.
I love thee to the level of every rotten day’s
Most obnoxious need, by villainous night and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as anti-heroes strive for right.
I love thee indecently, as they cling to hopes of praise.
I love thee with uninhibited passion put to disturbing use
In my old grief’s, and with my child-like faith.
I love thee with a twisted love I seemed to gain
With my lost sanity. I love thee with the last breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my many lives; and, if Marvel choose,
I shall but love thee, Deadpool, better after death.