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She held the razor carefully
Eyed its long gleaming blade
A product of the empire
Sheffield steel made
Thought about the craftsmanship
That made such perfection be
Stropped its edge carefully
Stroked it lovingly
Against the leather strap
Felt an almost erotic thrill
At the thought of that blade
Making its first kill
She could see the vision
Almost twenty twenty sight
Soon to right a wrong
Maybe this very night
She slackened off her waist band
Slid it securely intimately in
Reached the edge of climax
As it nestled next her skin
A fact
Of the act
And then
Completed off her wardrobe
Shivered with the thrill
Tonight more than ever
She was dressed to kill
Blade of perfection nestled
Where she could always feel
That case of finest ivory pearl
That enclosed its razored steel
Her weapon of such power
Her shining thirsty blade
A product of the Empire
Sheffield steel made

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