There once lived a siren
Who haunted the breeze,
Looking for sailors
Whose hearts she could seize.
She swam til she spotted
The swaying of masts
And knew there were men
To be rendered aghast.
So she cut through the waves,
Her body a knife
And she sang to the boys
Of romance and life.
Filled with desire,
They’d lean towards her call
Till she’d grab for their hands,
From the boat they would fall.
She’d drag them below
Where they’d pay their toll
By kissing the maiden
Who’d tear out their soul.
People are shocked
Yet they need the reminder;
Things might’ve been different
If they’d treated her kinder.
Ali Kochik is a fourth-year English major with minors in Journalism and Women’s & Gender Studies. AK908461@wcupa.edu