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She said she would not fight me
And I could have her rightly
Her eyes pleaded so frightfully
And my hand fell down so mightily
I took her so delightedly
And pierced her so tenaciously
She screamed like many a banshee
Her pain was felt palpably
But not by me thankfully
I copulated and spread seminally
And left her broke and uneasy
With tattered dress and no money
She struggled through and steadily
And made it home to drop tearfully
And I’ll be safe from injury
I’ll say it’s just a girl’s story
My reputation is left cleanly
Rape is thrown under the rug you see