The Siren
There once was a girl
She sang a big song
Everyone came around
Be it dusk or it dawn
She’d lure them places
Dangerous and not
They most often ended up in knots
She belted on freeways
In the ocean
In the attic
Her lethal voice
As deadly as a semiautomatic
She would never stop
That singing girl
For her killer song would
Ruin the World
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