The Picnic

Where is Adam my dear Eve?
 Would you like to talk? Get something to eat?
 We can have a picnic underneath a tree
 It will be harmless, you can trust me – it's just you and me

 You have to admit it now, I'm not that bad
 You know Adam, he reminds me of your dad
 You have it all here, what a perfect life
 Could you do me a favor and pass that knife? – would you like slice?

 What do you mean that it would kill you?
 Surely he doesn't know everything that you do
 Why don't you grab that one above your head?
 I promise once you're finished that you won't be dead – is that really what he said?

 Do you mind if I slither a little up your leg?
 You're as soft as a child and as smooth as an egg
 How does Adam resist you lying in his bed?
 You mean to tell me he doesn't know that he is naked – what if he did instead?

 O Adam how funny you should find us here
 Isn't Eve so tempting when she shows no care?
 Take a look my boy, you see it hasn't hurt her
 A world of sin, it's a world of pleasure – it's what you'll prefer

 Well I'm happy we were able to have this date
 But I must be going now it's getting late
 And I must get home it's time to feed my hounds
 Before I let them out for their nightly rounds – why the worried frowns?

 Yes I know your father's on his evening walk
 I promise if I see him that I will not talk
 He knows my business is to vindicate love
 To give it more of a reason than just because – and that's all this was