Adam

it wasn't me

it was that woman 
she doesn't know what's good for her 
she did it

and then
it was that snake 
horrible slimy snake 
I wouldn't have believed a word 
I wouldn't have been taken in 
imagine a talking snake 
well I ask you

and then 
and then 
it was you 
you made Eve 
you made the serpent 
it's your rotten apple 
you knew all about it—
I was miles away
doing the garden like I was told

you're the one 
you did it 
it wasn't me 
it wasn't me

and anyway I only took a little bite

© Godfrey Rust

From the collection Welcome to the Real World
May be freely reproduced for non-commercial purposes.
godfrey@wordsout.co.uk

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