Eden
I lie upon a rocky shore
With ripped clothes I wore,
For days of sailing alone,
Hope never made me forlorn.
I sailed from the devils den,
To reach the land of Eden,
To meet my beautiful Laura ,
And smell again her daisy aroma.
Came nights and days of traveling,
Stepping prickles and day dreaming
From young age to silver hair,
I wished for free lair.
As I walked weak and weary,
Each step reminded me
Of scorns thrown like stones,
Bruising us, breaking our bones.
Then I stumbled upon Adam, whose heart’s like mine,
His abs are stony, and breasts so divine.
Like a god he was, can melt lassies’ hearts,
Except the heart with a blue part.
Finally, I’m here! I hang on the apple tree,
At last! My last words – I am free!
Now, I’m in Eden with Laura
We’ll carve barks – Flora love Laura.
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