The Immoral Woman

Once i was looking out of the window of my house, and i saw many inexperianced young men, but noticed one foolish fellow in particular. He was walking along the street near the corner where a certain woman lived. He was passing near her house in the evening after it was dark. And then she met him; she was dressed like a prostitute and was making plans. She was a bold shameless woman who always walked the streets or stood waiting at the corner, sometimes in the streets, sometimes in the market-place. She threw her arms round the young man kissed him, looked him straight in the eye, and said, "I have made my offerings today and have the meat from sacrifices. So i came out looking for you. I wanted to find you, and here you are! I've covered my bed with sheets of covered linen from Eygpt I've perfumed it with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. Come on! Let's make love all night long. We'll be happy in each other's arms. My husband is isn't at home. He's gone away on a long journey. He took plenty of money with him and won't be back for two weeks." So she tempted him with her charms, and he gave in to her smooth talk. Suddenly he was going with her like ox on the way to get slaughtered, like a deer prancing into a trap where an arrow would pierce its heart. He was like a bird going into a net-he did not know that his life was in danger.

Now then, my sons, listen to me. Pay attention to what i say. Do not let such a woman win your heart; don't go wandering after her. She has been the ruin of many men and caused death of too many to count. If you go to her house, you are on the way to the world of the dead. It is a short cut to death.