Persephone waited in Hades’ dark hall,
As summer ended and turned into fall,
There in the depths of the hellish light
She took from him but one small bite
Of the pomegranate seed he placed before her
Smiling with delight for it was sweet liquor!
Intoxicating and tasty, Oh, what a delight!
She became that moment a creature of night,
And Zeus Almighty could do nothing at all
To save her from the fiend’s grasp, nor forestall
Her residence in hell which was her plight.
Persephone had taken but one small bite
Yet nothing could save her from Satan’s seed
She belonged to him forever, as was her need.