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LOVE’S APPLE RED LIPS

At night the horse appeared dark.
It stared like a dead man -
perhaps into the pit itself.

During the day - -
Up and down, he would go,
and children would hang on.

Mysteriously, the devil himself
unassembled the amusement ride.
Tired and bored he went home.

The horse lay on his side -
as if suffering, ailing, in a 
cardboard box green with mold.

One day the devil arose,
after resting in fire and gloom,
and spied a couple in love.

The serpent began to whisper in 
Eve’s ear, for he loved her name, for
great harm, he inflicted her namesake.

Like the Eve before her, curiosity drew her.
Evil pointed to the old cardboard box,
and she inclined her ear too closely.

“We must put this carousel back together!”
Her beaux thought her a bit too excited,
but he pulled out his tools, Adam once again fooled.

That night the horse stared straight through Adam.
He shivered. He dreamed. He shook it off.
“Hop on the horse,” said she.

Not wanting to disappoint, he climbed way too high.
She loved his new prominent spot, elevated above the park.
“You look so regal! All the guys will be jealous!”

Eve never spoke to him this way. It scared him a bit.
“Tally-ho!” She said as she released the lever.
“Won’t you join me, Eve?”

He thought he heard a hiss! Shook it off!
His imagination galloped.
Up and down, round and round.

Like the first bite of an apple,
he felt a crunch, almost like a hickey kiss
“Eve, I’ve been bit!” 

“Adam, don’t be silly! Enjoy the ride!”
He seemed to sleep after a couple rounds.
Eve thinks he must be comfortable now.

So in love, Eve - with her gorgeous golden hair,
her apple red lips, her childbearing hips.
She comes to her senses too late.

Adam slides to the ground.
She shuts the old ride down.
Eve runs to his side.

The horse has turned pale with envy.
His eyes on fire as Adam’s stare into eternity.
Eve’s tears burn and sting like hell itself.

She hears a laugh emit
from the horse’s mouth
sounding something like a hiss.

4/7/2017
Nayda’s Urban Legend Contest

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