For a Siren and her music,

            Unabashed and thrilling to the ear,

            I’d fight for front row seats

            Or rush the stage

            While she was bringing down the house

 

            But for the woman who prefers

            To string along a man

            By ever promising

            To ply her vocal wares

            I’ll sail right by

 

            I’d rather death be sudden

            Than interminable