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Apple Picking

APPLE PICKING “Adam, are you hungry?” Asked Eve, seductively. “There’s a lovely juicy apple On a low branch of that tree.” “I must confess I’m peckish,” Said Adam longingly. “But God said that it doesn’t Belong to you or me.” “There’s on-one here to see us,” Eve answered, craftily. “Except for that old serpent And he said it was free.” “I’m still not sure,” said Adam. What if God should see? “He’d evict us from the garden And then where would we be?” But Eve could be persuasive, As women tend to be. And so they shared the apple And the rest is history.

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Date: 10/3/2023 2:22:00 AM
Great rhythm and rhyme in your story telling. A great poem. Will do well in the contest.
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