Adam and Eve

When Adam and Eve got rumbled By gorging on that fruit They realised their nakedness Was rather absolute So they hid from prying eyes By placing on their bits Lots of covering foliage The fig leaves seemed to fit. We're the same with nakedness We like to cover up Afraid of what we think we are With Father, we'll not sup Drop the shield of stifling masks He wants us to be real And form a deep relationship There's nothing to conceal.