Once upon a time, Thursday I think,
I met a very sociable snake.
He approached me with a friendly wink.
I’m an apple! I can’t tell a fake…
When I met the very friendly snake,
‘Trust me’, he said, flashing ruby eyes.
As an apple, I can’t tell fake:
Our friendship, all a cunning disguise.
‘Trust me’, he said. Such pretty eyes…
Though the two seemed such a nice pair,
I just went with the cunning disguise,
For I knew he wanted them elsewhere.
So we got rid of that nice pair.
They seem quite happy, despite the Fall.
I knew he wanted them elsewhere
In chains, they may or may not feel.
I haven’t seen him since their Fall,
When he approached me with the friendly wink,
And put us all in chains that I can feel,
Once upon a time, a Thursday I think.