“That girl is poison...” — Bel Biv DeVoe I ate the poisoned apple, And I didn’t die. Rather, I learned to communicate with the Serpent. And remembered that being human is the honour of being a servant to beasts, plants, land and air, and not the other way around. I ate the poisoned apple,
I ATE THE POISONED APPLE
I ATE THE POISONED APPLE
I ATE THE POISONED APPLE
“That girl is poison...” — Bel Biv DeVoe I ate the poisoned apple, And I didn’t die. Rather, I learned to communicate with the Serpent. And remembered that being human is the honour of being a servant to beasts, plants, land and air, and not the other way around. I ate the poisoned apple,