Paradise Lost Sock Puppet Rock Opera II

I did this for Brit Lit.
Lyrics:
PRUNING IS MY JOB
ADAM:
I prune all the trees
Save one in the middle
To save me from death
Though of it I know little
n charge of all things
I have been placed
But from that tree
I must not taste
But that doesn't bother me
I have all the others trees
And animals too
And mostly my eve
The lesser of me
In God's hierarchy
GEE I'M PRETTY
EVE:
Let me tell you, dear Adam
What I did while I was gone
To myself I said truthfully
When I looked in yonder pond
Gee I'm pretty
Gee I'm bright
More beautiful
than the starlight
Gazing sitting on this lawn
On myself I do fawn
ADAM:
Kiss me my Eve
To each other we cleave
Tis true, you are fair
I love your curly hair
ROMANTICLY SWEET MUSIC
Satan:
Not such a clean kiss
Could ever bring me bliss
Alas I turn away
To my thoughts I stay

In this very moment
A plan I conceive
To bring the ruin
of Adam and Eve
This tree I'm on
they can't eat from
I'll lure fair Eve
With her vanity
and Adam will follow
his head seems quite hollow
And death my true child
Will be free to run wild

Category:

Comedy

Tags:

• funny
• rock
• opera
• puppets
• literature
• student
• milton
• paradise
• lost

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Omg *dies* . . . this is . . . that is . . . whhhhy?

*whisper * I agree with grendelt . . . make it stop, man!!!

[grendelt]

Please, make it stop.