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                    I met Minerva just now near her tree 
                    Resting from battle 
                    Her helmet on her knee 
                    Hair tumbled on breasts 
                    Parted by brass, surrounded by steel plate 
                    Dark nipples glistened 
                    With dew-like sweat of war 
                    Pale arms quivering 
                    Eager for battle's harsh life-death embrace 
                    Yes! She said to me. 
                    Hell yes! she said.  Get laid! 
                    Enter the battle. 
                    My Virgins serve me well, my son!  Get laid! 
                    Let your juices flow! 
                    (She spit an olive pit) 
                    Get in there and fight! 
                    She gathered her pale skirts around her hips 
                    Stood, covering strong thighs 
                    Took her shield, sword, helmet 
                    With war shriek was gone 

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