The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
I was perhaps seven years old and was in church at Christmas
standing next to my nasty, mean sister-in-law singing along when
I uttered the fateful lyrics. She whacked me on the side of the head
and scolded me for singing those bad lyrics in house of the Lord. I
didn't have the nerve to tell that's how I learned them. I did notice,
for the first time, the correct lyrics in the hymnal. I was rubbing
the sore, freshly whacked side of my head but nevertheless
laughing to myself a little bit
6/28/2009 8:19 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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