Adam and Eve and a Strainer
Adam and Eve, the parents of you, me and Steiner
Defy God’s wish, go to market, and buy a strainer
They strain the streaming sin from the fruit
the fibres remain, the seeds to uproot
They yell Ha the sin’s out seeds out we’re free,no-brainer
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