Here! Take it and eat!
Your god was trying to trick you!
the punishment for this sin is my aching desire
(and painful childbirth perhaps)
I am the temptress,
and the snake when you are at the end of your rope
(lean back and sigh for how long you ignore me this time!)
It was so good then! If you had only eaten it then - -
Holding the fermented mass
in hands made of old bones.
Bitter, bitter bones.
The stench fills your nostrils
you are forever turning your face away.
Lover, what can we do
but make wine and drink ourselves to sleep
or drop what is aged and old,
wash our hands, and gain back our youth?
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