The perfect steak is medium rare

Barbaric and sexual, moist and forgiving

Its caramelised skin and soft pink interior

Its salty crunch and earthy, primal bite

The flesh melting in the mouth

The juices gliding down the throat softly

Washed down with a good red wine

And a sauce made from blood and butter

When I come to trial

And they put me in the chair

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