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Specimen lyrics
I am ripe, full, swollen
You examine my body where it has fallen
You have a habit to feed -- and this fruit
Seems like the sweetest poison
I am supine, passive, silent
I long to be used used in the way I was meant
Obscene fertility in casual beauty
My blood spilled, my seeds spread
This is the natural way
I exist for you to evaluate
Shat out or systematically bred
Or carefully preserved but dead
“My God!” I hear your voice, “such an unusual specimen”
I am gutted, taxidermy-stuffed, mended, gutted again
I am supine, passive, silent
I’ve earned my place among men of science
My likeness described by poets and painters
The jewel of your collection
Such an unusual specimen
Gutted, stuffed, mended and gutted again
To those of independent taste
The height of fashion -- perfection!
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