Sonnet from the porch de Guise

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Another movie sonnet. And by the way, this is a real question I'm posing about normative masculinity in male actors and movie roles and the public's perception and acceptance of the gamut thereof, from 1972 (when Deliverance came out) till now. That is to say, the question occurred to me before the sonnet: 6th, 12th, and last lines notwithstanding, this is not meant for shock value. The movie's awful harsh and I see no reason to nicify it.

Burt Reynolds in Deliverance was hot,
All nature-boy, all leather, fur, and tan,
All Robin-to-the-rescue, with one shot
Dispatching Bill McKinney's Mountain Man
As he is Burt's mate marryin' (common law:
With this dick, little piggy, I thee wed).
But just suppose the head of casting saw
Ol' Burt as Bobby rather than ol' Ned
(Who'd nailed the role of Lewis from the start):
Then Burt, by no means then a household name,
Would now be known for taking on the part
Of squealing porcine violé. Would fame
So easily thereafter come to pass
If he were "Dude with Redneck Cock up Ass"?