Her Father had a bonnie tree,
The apples on’t allured her e’e;
He warned her no’ the fruit to pree,
Nor clim’ the wa’,
For if she did, she’d surely dee,
And leave it a’.
As for that famous serpent story,
To lee I’d baith be shamed and sorry,
It’s just a clever allegory,
And weel writ doon;