In Must
He was an old male with some years still to go.
Testing the air he could smell something alluring
that heated his blood and sent him into must.
Thick mucus ran from his eyes and other orifices
and at full speed he followed the scent,
other animals fled as he trampled by.
Intent on only one thing fifty miles away
he crashes through all in his way.
trumpeting his desire as he goes.
On arrival the other males cede
as he charges through them to her.
She has waited refusing all others.
Knowing that he was on the way
an awesome sight as dripping he mounts.
At last done he is soon again on his way.
His must will last several days so time
is against him as from female to female
he goes leaving in them all his seed.
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