IT WAS EVE

We were at Eden, exploring the magnificent garden, wearing designers fig leaves, like Louis Vuitton.

The woman given to me left my sight when my attention was divided,

She befriended the devil and was deceived.

Brainwashed, twisted, she was influenced to pluck the forbidden fruit.

Unknown to me, my woman has become a puppet in the hands of a mischievous puppeteer, satan.

We feasted on that which was an abomination to the Heavens,

Then the scales fell and our eyes opened, behold our nudity.

Forgive us Lord, it was Eve.

It wasn't me.

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