On a tailgater and challenge by R. S. Gwynn who said, “Is there a Miltonelle in your future? I hope not!”
Of man’s first disobedience and the fruit
Of man’s first disobedience, its fruit:
God’s ways ain’t for this homeboy to dispute.
That angels tumbled from the fluffy clouds,
From inky darkness and from fluffy clouds
And led to disobedience and its fruit;