Siren's Song
I sing. I sing.
All I do is swing
My voice is a sweet song
If I don't sing, I don't live long
For I am a Siren
I live to sing. I live to kill.
I live to make you ill.
For that is what I am born to do.
I am beautiful and graceful
I am not a ghoul
I shall sweep you off your feet
and then they will eat eat eat
Do you think my life is the best
or should I fly into your nest
I shall see you next time you pass by
maybe then you will die
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