The Nephilim:
Genesis 6:4
Just before the flood, the gods saw pretty
girls walking in the land, and summoned
them. And every pretty girl, thinking
mostly of what advantage she might give
her offspring, and not primarily of her own
pleasure (though not unaware of those hard
thighs and square pectorals), answered.
Of those diefic couplings came
the mighty men that were of old,
the men of renown, the ones who went
bad in the usual sequence:
their imaginations first,
then thought, and finally their hearts.
When the rain had fallen thirty days,
and when those pretty girls, now grown old
and sheathed in cellulite, were weak
with paddling, they would not repent
but held hands and drowned in blissful
remembrance of what it was like
to be touched by a god in a private place.