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One Great creature
One Great creature
O what a creature
O what a creature
It writhes
And it pulses;
It rises
It excretes;
It fumbles
And it screams.
It stinks of love
And it's gutted with sex.
Gutted with sex…
Gutted with sex…
Take a look at this
Creature
Do you recognize it?
Half of it is you
Half of it is me
Together we create this
Series of ugly gyrations
In the course of making love
Look at the complexity!
The grace in its convulsions!
Bathe in the beauty and the sounds!
It is almost
Godlike
O! The symmetry of the flesh!
Don't you recognize the smell?
Don't you recognize the smell?
Don't you recognize the feel?
Don't you recognize the feel?
Don't you recognize the taste?
Don't you recognize the taste?
Don't you recognize its face…
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