An ode to the keepers of law- Part II

...now the sequel... :)

Adam's in Heaven- all's white and pink,
Incidentally, and revelry and drink-
Supplied with a cloud and wings and a harp,
(And he's cut his fingers, for the string's too sharp.)

Contented, nevertheless, he sets to explore,
The treasures of Heaven, and Nymphs galore.
Fairies there were none, though Angels untold,
And wisdom they claimed, couple of eons old!
Little use had he, for wisdom or for old,
Though a smith he could use, to fashion out of gold
A halo- much needed, and very much in vogue-
With ample studded diamonds and carvings baroque.

This purpose in mind, Adam set about to find
(Smart enough to bring a cloud- trailing behind-
To hide into, if St. Peter comes to look
For the illegal immigrant, surely a crook?)
A goldsmith (hopefully a Princess too,
Seeking some repairs in her golden shoe.)

Heaven being Heaven, he chanced upon a pair,
Engaged in the very act of footwear repair.
A Nymph came along, with a slab of gold,
To whet out an egg, so the purpose told:
"See, I plan to hatch a hen to lay golden eggs,
And so every morning, I'll have golden omlettes!"

The Princess quite intrigued, turned to Adam,
"You're the Lawyer?" "Yes, my dear madam."
"Your wit I've heard of, and now wish to test;
Answer a question of mine, and so put to rest
A doubt long borne, and I shall embellish
Your halo with jewels, or what you may wish."
"Shoot, dear Princess, though jewels I don't want;
My wish I'll disclose, post the query, hope you'll grant."
"Agreed then! Of your wisdom I do beg;
Who came first, the chicken or the egg?"
"The chicken of course, fair Princess..."
"That, if I may, how did you guess?"
"Just one query I promised to answer miss!
As for my wish, how about a kiss?"