21 October 2012
The current guides her
Through the waves,
She makes her home
In underwater caves.
Her beauty unmatched,
Her red hair flows,
With the sun on her tail,
Her scales glow.
She is friends with the fish,
Her heart is pure,
For her calling song,
Their is no cure.
She'll lure you in,
She'll have her fun,
Then leave you to drift
Face down when she's done.
She has looks unmatched,
But yet inside,
A wicked black heart,
Forever hides.
Don't go by looks,
To you she'll lie,
Beware her song,
Ignore it or die.
The Mermaids Lie • Opuss № I