Sirens

Another oldie.

There were sirens, three, on their island singing,
To the men in the boat, cresting over waves,
In the ears of the men, was the siren's song ringing,
Had begun sailing to their graves.

Three maidens, dancing and singing, upon the sandy shores,
Whirling and singing and dancing so gleefully free,
Hypnotized, the men sailed closer, using their oars,
To the lurking danger they could not see.

At last did the wooden boat meet that jagged and rocky shore,
And the men screamed in terror as the hull began to bend,
Into the vessel, did pointed stones bore,
And the men heard the singing, 'til their watery end.

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[sirenribbon@thehptshirt..]

I like this, cant go wrong with Siren Magic...