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Her Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden fruit warned she could be touched by none So succulent she could not be tasted by just anyone Her name alone made men crave her even more Plucking her saying just to taste they truly swore But they never stopped passing her all around When sweetness faded she laid upon the ground Callously tossed there laying bruised and beaten So cruel not to end her, but leave her half eaten Soon days flew by she slowly sank into the soil Ashamed how they let her very sweetness spoil So proud that she was praying for a kind death But soon she was transformed and took a new breath Yet still forbidden fruit but now with something new When the men came again, it'd be the day they'd rue Once again they plucked her from her sturdy tree She swore her pain they would surely feel and see She was still so sweet and succulent for them to eat But to survive this toxic cocktail would be their greatest feat Named "the little apple of death" a fitting name with a just cause Her sweet fruit would be the last these men ever tasted or saw
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