HERE IS AN IDIOTIC ANIMAL

 Here is an idiotic animal
born without edible buttocks
and without any mouth-anal orifice
he urges us to think seriously 
about the unclean, the improper, 
the repressed which at any moment 
can return and the idiot has reached 
the age at which you end your days 
out of tiredness, out of disinterest.
But... there is nothing to be done, 
nothing to be done:
the animal has a cursed mission.
He was invented in fellatio
and his protector is Cain.