Under the blue foaming waves,
Lies a secret of the sea,
Called upon for centuries,
That causes men to flee.

A slithering slimy tail,
Diets of fish and weed,
Their songs create an alluring wail,
Their beautiful voice will never fail.

Sworn to secret they won't tell,
With ocean depths in their hair,
They do not wish to dwell,
Upon the open and wide air.

When the sirens wail sound,
You must prepared to tie down,
You might be quickly surround,
In a heartbeat you can drowned.