Muskox
The muskox (Ovibos moschatus), also spelled musk ox and musk-ox, in Inuktitut umingmak, is an Arctic mammal of the family Bovidae, noted for its thick coat and for the strong odor emitted during the seasonal rut by males, from which its name derives. This musky odor is used to attract females during mating season. Muskoxen primarily live in the Canadian Arctic and Greenland, with small introduced populations in Sweden, Siberia, Norway, and Alaska.
Evolution
Modern relatives
As members of the subfamily Caprinae of the family Bovidae, muskoxen are more closely related to sheep and goats than to oxen; however, they are placed in their own genus, Ovibos (Latin: "sheep-ox"). The muskox is one of the two largest extant members of Caprinae; along with the similarly sized takin. While takin and muskox were once considered possibly related, the takin lacks common ovibonine features, such as the muskox's specialized horn morphology, and genetic analysis shows that their lineages actually separated early in caprine evolution. Instead, the muskox's closest living relatives appear to be the gorals of the genus Naemorhedus, nowadays common in many countries of central and east Asia. The vague similarity between takin and muskox must therefore be considered an example of convergent evolution.
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by The Fall
MUSIC SCENE
by: The FallOh aye you're a good lad
Here is a pound note
The stupid bitch
They were made for each other
You should have met his brother
His mother was deaf and dumb
Well that stupid get
Played games with names
Of the place he'd worked
Of the women he tupped
He thought he were envy of the music scene
Part of the choosy scene
Envy of the music scene
Here comes long hair for the fair
No pay just take on the way
Those bastards stripped me bare
In front of all those people
Spat peanuts in my hair
And all the leaves are brown
And be part of the music scene
Envy of the choosy scene
Part of the music scene
And aye you're a good lad
Oh here is a new flat
That stupid twat
Made for each other
You should have met his brothers
Real [fuckers]
That stupid kid
Played games with names
All the gigs he'd worked
And the women he'd fucked
He was part of the music scene
Envy of the choosy set
Part of the music scene
Leave a mark on the city
I'll smash your doors down
Become a demolition worker
A metal construction worker
And behind our conscious minds
Our affections are turning grey
Yeah, we're part of the music scene
Envy of the choosy scene
Part of the music scene
Part of the music scene
Part of the choosy scene
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