Whether apple was breast
on a tree or a chest
but their God made the two of them leave.
It was never completely revealed
as not one person ever has squealed
if you look at a man
I am sure that you can
see under his hyoid, concealed
the old apple, he’s stolen from God,
now a permanent lump on his bod
after death, at the gate
and the apple he ate
is still there, which will look rather odd.
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