Tickles and Pickles In Eve's Den
He's given me a pickle
with nary any tickle!
As in the shade I stood
[He wasn't very good!]
The apple that I shared
he gave to me unpared.
So I gave his snake a shake
to make him see the stakes.
Then the sky went BOOM
G-d came into the room.
I told you I said, "NO!
Now really, you must GO!"
Eve'n a dame could see
Eve's den wasn't free.
So menes mind your pickles
don't forget your Evies tickles
Or your snake will go unshaked
and you'll get punished
for Goodness SAKE!
Hey when was sake invented?
Dedicated to the Rube Syd Beck read [Let My beetles Go!]
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012
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