acording to my sister what is love
You've eaten the forbidden fruit.
She looked at him and answered back,
Yes, I'm getting the boot!
He said to her, Eve my dear,
I like your skin and hair,
And I get a little tingle
When with those eyes you stare.
She said to him, I'll miss you so
When Father kicks me out.
Now don't you ever think of me;
Never give a pout!
He answered back with some regret,
I'll dearly miss you too,
If I didn't have a lot more ribs
I'm sure with you I'd go.
That's right, she said,
You do have ribs a plenty more to spare,
But won't you miss this little rib?
Won't you miss my stare?
She stared at him, he looked away,
Then rubbed his perfect tummy,
You know, he said, I have a pain,
I'm really getting hungry.
She bid him come and sat him down,
And put his lunch before him.
He ate the fruit and felt real good,
"I'm going with you, honey!"