In the garden of Eden
Awaits an apple
Begging to be eaten
Its ruby redredred coating is only but a semblance of the immoral pleasures of life
An inclination so strong
It pulls one towards its sentience
Simply by his prongs
But to resist its promises
to resist the temptation of doom
would be as hopeless as the story of Arachne
who tried to untangle herself from Athena's loom
So I tell you, friend
Just take a bite
Let your teeth sink into the sweet solidity of the poisoned apple
as its juice dripdripdrips from your coated lips
For it is better, more pleasurable, more satisfying
to simply submerge oneself in the immoral creations
which darkness and evil have combined to bear
Than to live in light
and be ignorant
said the Serpent
