I live in the garden of Eden
where many men have fallen
where heavens guarded gate
shall be at the time of late
the snake talks riddles and charm
and he will surely bring harm
to all that pass his way
as the angels begin to play
the apple looks so full of life
to any man's curious wife
and the heavens gate slams shut
for all to abide in a wooden hut
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