I’ll take the blame, OK? Relax. I will.
I ate the apple from that bloody tree.
But don’t get in my face all loud and shrill
The reason at the time made sense to me.
You’ve heard that I was made from Adam’s rib
I thought that meant that I was his first wife
And then I heard that story was a fib
Some broad named Lilith had once shared his life.
I needed knowledge! Where was I to go?
The Tree of Good and Evil! it would tell!
What’s up with Lilith? What else should I know?
To live in ignorance, I feel, is hell.
And so I took a deep and juicy bite.
And all I learned is I am not too bright.