Not, as the title might suggest, because he is a narcissistic arse who seeks to demoralise his foes and shame his friends one undulation at a time. His costume is a construct designed to closely adhere to the physical representation of the Platonic Form that Superman is: a bulging powerhouse. Coincidentally, this is exactly what a sonnet is not.
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