Can someone write a poem about a tree (it has to relate to God too) with at least 8 lines. Please it’s due in 7 hours

There once was a garden growing lush

two people with no need for modesty

but then a sneaky little creature ruined it

he told tales of what would happen if they ate of the forbidden

he spun lies about the god they'd so long believed in

"do not believe him" I shouted but I could not be heard

my voice was silent and my heart filled with guilt

I watched as they listened to his every word

I watched as they sinned  

Explanation: Just something I came up with hope it's good enough

well stockyards mean a large yard containing pens and sheds, typically adjacent to a slaughterhouse, in which livestock is kept and sorted. and i'm assuming that by party you   mean a large group of people which does make sense because chicago is a very crowded place much like new york. stockyards tend to take up a lot of room due to needing the area for pens to keep animals in and the fact that stockyards are usually right by slaughterhouse where they process and distribute the product. so its much like a zoo but with some dead animal products close by.

if you don't mind posting the paragraph so i could read it that would a lot. (;