Come away,
my friend, come away.
The one
you seek is a seductress.
He who
lays eyes on her is swayed by her charms.
She
smiles, and he is enslaved by her beauty.
She winks,
and he is hooked.
The fish
had taken the bait. Time to reel it in.
Come away,
my friend, come away.
The one
you seek is a temptress.
She lures
victims the way sirens lure sailors towards the rocks,
Towards a
watery end.
They see
the rocks, but the sirens are too alluring,
Their
appearances too seductive,
The
promise of paradise and soft flesh too strong to resist
Unlike the
hardness of the jagged rocks which are unforgiving
As both
sailor and ship soon find out.
Come away,
my friend, come away.
The one
you seek is a sorceress.
He who
gazes upon her is hypnotized by her charming ways.
She
smiles, and he is enchanted.
She winks,
and he is mesmerized.
The prized
calf has been lassoed. Prepare the cooking pots.
