Ape - Paris Monster, paris_monster

She found a way to be adored

A thrust of feeling open wide

Her guts revealed, the crowd recoiled

Appalled, disgusted, goggle-eyed

But in my southeast corner something did move

Proclaimed existence, life, and something to prove

How could this poor, deformed, and twisted ape

Arouse and excite me?

Arouse and excite me?

In calm appeal, repaired appear-

-ance, grabbing at a hand of mine

She asked for help, that in her heart

Was love, but crushed to powder-fine

Upon inspecting every bend in her spine

Aware of humor in a body’s design

I have concluded that a twisted ape

Can rouse and excite me

Can rouse and excite me