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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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