Anthropommetry Poem by gershon hepner

“I do respect the word of God, ”
said Eve, indignantly, and blushed,
like red, forbidden apples. “Rot! ”
the serpent said, for Eve looked flushed.
He offered her the fruit that matched
the color of embarrassed skin,
quite confident the plot he’d hatched
would cause concupiscence and sin.
Eve looked at it and was impressed
but wondered, would she be exempted
of punishment, as she confessed,
“It looks delicious; I feel tempted.”
The serpent brought it to her nose
to help her savor its sweet smell,
and said to her: “Do you suppose
that eating this could lead to hell?
Believe an apple in the hand
is worth far more than paradise
God promised: you should understand
his words are just a pack of lies.
This fruit, the only one that He’s
forbidden you to touch or eat,
is like the day that you must seize
to make your earthly life complete.”
“If I should do this, I’d be shot, ”
Eve said, but as she pouted
the serpent felt her skin grow hot,
opining wickedly, 'I doubt it! ”
He knew that she could not resist
the apple's joyous geometry,
and say, when she and Adam kissed,
“To hell with anthropommetry.”