Anna Turtle - A siren song

A song in the night,
So beautiful and fine,
A woman of water,
I wish she was mine,

She sings to me,
My ears are full,
Of soft, loving tones,
Her voice is her tool.

We turn our ship,
All at once,
It hits the rocks,
Whit a sharp ‘crunch’.

The hypnoses are broke,
But it is too late,
All the men on the ship,
Will meet their fate.

They fell for the song,
Of the water siren,
Now they are drowning,
In the water dying.

So no matter what,
Don’t follow the song,
Cause if you does,
You wont live long.

Anna Turtle

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