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Orgies to right of them,
Orgies to left of them,
Orgies in front of them
Volley'd and hollar'd;
Though their penises rose & fell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their bodies bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Screwing the partners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the sexual-smoke
Right thro' the hymens they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the power-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

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