Whispers of the Siren
Come to me
Said the siren softly
I have a secret you want to hear
My dear
If you repeat what I say
You will not see another day
I have a substance for you here
She whispered in my ear
A potion that will make you full of glee
If you want some all you have to do is come with me
-No, he said, as he swam away
Not now, not tomorrow, not any other day
For I care about myself and my life
And I do not want to cause strife
But no, I say, no
I do not want your potion, so I must go
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