The Origin Species is a bit of risque poetry that had no listed author. It was published in 1879 by a publishing company that was shut down in 1880 due to its publication of rude and obscene literature... It tells the story of Adam and Eve from a "different" perspective, and I believe that this was one of the "rude and obscene" items published. As such, I hope you enjoy.

I am posting the poem here, for those who do better following along with the words in front of them.

The Origin Species

Printed for the Society of Vice

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When Adam and Eve were first put into Eden,

They never once thought of that pleasant thing—breeding

Though they had not a rag to cover their front,

Adam sported his prick, and Eve sported her cunt.

Derry down.

Adam's prick was so thick and so long—such a teaser;

Eve's cunt was so hairy and fat—such a breezer;

Adam's thing was just formed any maiden to please,

And his bollocks hung down very near to his knees.

Derry down.

Eve played with his balls, and thought it no harm:

He fingered her quim and ne'er felt alarm;

He tickled her bubbies, she rubbed up his yard,

And yet for a fuck, why they felt no regard.

Derry down.

But when Mrs. Eve did taste of the fruit,

It was then that her eyes first beheld Adam's root;

Then he ate an apple, and after he had done't,

Why then he first found out the value of cunt.

Derry down.

Then they say they made fig leaves, that's fiddle-de-dee.

He wanted a quim, and quite ready was she;

They gazed on their privates with mutual delight,

And she soon found a hole to put jock out of sight!

Derry down.

Then Adam soon laid Mrs. Eve on the grass,

He pop't in his prick, she heaved up her arse;

He wriggled, she wiggled, they both stuck to one tether

And she tickled his balls, till they both came together!

Derry down.

Since then, all her children are filled with desire,

And the women a stiff-standing prick all require!

And no son of Adam will e'er take affront,

For where is the man that can live without cunt.

Derry down.