Siren

Good evening, my darling,
Didn't you expect?
Don't you worry - nothing
Here can wrecked

You, as you better
Than all men in the world.
While I am the best petter
With long hair that curled

Just like sea wave
Behind me that rustles,
Making me crave
You but no hustles

Are needed, hush, hush.
I won't pretend
That you make me blush
But not your prompt...

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