Versículos satânicos

No barrel, even though it's lost a hoop or end-piece, ever gapes as one whom I saw ripped right from his chin to where we fart: his bowels hung between his legs, one saw his vitals and the miserable sack that makes of what we swallow excrement. While I was all intent on watching him, he looked at me, and with his hands he spread his chest and said: "See how I split myself! See now how maimed Mohammed is! And he who walks and weeps before me is Alì, whose face is opened wide from chin to forlock. Dante Alighieri, Divina Commedia, Inferno: Canto XXVIII