You did not tempt me
With that apple.
T'was not you
Led me astray.
I ate of it
And Oh so gladly
So that with you
I might stay!
Oh I dearly loved
The Garden
But that Paradise,
I freely state,
Would be a
Damned
Hell on earth
Without thee
My Beloved
Copyright © Res JFB 12th Feb 2006
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