Apocrypha: When In Her First Clothes Eve Did Come Out From Under The Fig Trees (Ballade) Poem by Gert Strydom

(after M. M. Walters)

When utterly lovely Eve did come out of the river
her soft skin did gleam,
when she walked to the rows of clothes that were hanging on a tree
and in the distance God was only to her a spectre

Chorus:
and Adam did languish for her,
wished for the day to end,
wanted to fold her into his arms
and wanted to kiss her in the bright sunny day

when she chose a small scanty-panty
of rock-rabbit skin
the soft naughty snakeskin bra did tightly stretch over her breasts,
with sympathy she looked at the hen that clucked with her chicks

when she skipped into the pretty mini-skirt
did find the sandals that lace up on a rock
with bands to tie around her long slender legs
and with a naughty smile she did slide into them.

When Eve came out from under the fig trees
she twisted in front of Adam around and around,
with her new fashion he was speechless
and luring she did look at him.

Her fiery deportment and happy smile made Adam full of joy
but the angels at the gateway she wanted to give a foretaste,
with her nose in the air, her hair that she threw back over her shoulder
she did teasing with buttocks bouncing up and down walk past them

and they did only look dumbstruck at her,
wondered why she now looked so pretty and tempting,
the great Snake and the other snakes did hiss at each other
and did know this is how the tempting of a pretty woman is.

[Reference: "Apocrypha XII" by M. M. Walters.]

© Gert Strydom