THAT ADAM HAD
A SPECKLED RIB.....
There should be none to doubt : the
cock crows harsh in morning light,
and the wind in the willows runs
through. That small creek gurgling
seems always to be 'on'. God made
Man in his image?
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I never trusted that story, though want
to I did. Eve, my favorite harrier, was
made from a rib? How be it crafted so?
Did beauty have a rule-book to be
followed? Or was not this fellow 'God'
still on His own. I guess for all this
high-rasied and masculine usage,
the winner wrote the tale.
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But Eve got it back too, in her way.
Temptress. Tempt fate. Like me,
do you? Eat this apple; don't wait.
That Adam had a speckled rib.
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