In a garden he met an old man and his pet,
And straightway enamored was he
With Eve, young and cute, so he gave her some fruit,
For the devil a serpent could be.
Then she put on a skirt and made Adam a shirt—
A cunning young vixen was she—
Concealing her charms, yet displaying her arms,
Till the devil he chuckled in glee.
For he saw at a glance that his charms would enhance
If only a female were he;