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Prompt: Use these lines in a poem or story
a blush like a shadow ran over her cheeks she felt a ripple of excitement The Writing Class The teacher’s voice was strangely hushed As she spoke of romance as the genre of choice Some cheeks in the classroom were suddenly blushed, As they struggled to attend to her muted voice. “We’ll discuss the merits of erotic these weeks” As she felt a ripple of excitement run through her A blush like a shadow ran over her cheeks. Last evening’s events could not deter her. “Romance, erotic and porn is quite different You will see as we compare the diverse.” But how could she continue to feel indifferent When last night was the pinnacle of perverse. 12 lines 22 Nov ‘09
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