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URGE

The date they'd had was his great splurge,
Taking his chances to the verge...
The blood to his manhood did surge,
When from her clothes she did emerge,
Firing within himself the urge
For his body with hers to merge,
A need that nothing else could purge
Short of the lashings of a scourge....
Under the sheets did they converge.
Written by Solomon_Song
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