DAUGHTERS OF EVE

Lascivious seekers we are

Posterity from Adam

Your pot of honey; our infamous home

Your bosom our Eldorado

The deception my anxiety

Daughters of Eve

Same commodity in altered packages

Yet our lusty cravings

 Brand us prawns to their amusement

Beware ye soul brothers
Descendants of Eve

Are on the prowl

They might be as enthralling as the peacock

                                        Yet they make vipers the best of pets