For a while Adam was content
In the Garden of Eden with
Eve, the woman, who God had sent.
But her meekness soon turned to myth.
More and more, Eve would speak her mind,
And less and less she did obey,
Not Adam's hoped for womankind.
So Adam felt compelled to pray
To God about Eve to complain
She wasn't the gal for this guy.
But Adam was in for more pain,
And not pleased when God did reply,
'Can't complain about women's lib, '
'You got a bargain for a rib.'
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