This is my version of listening to the siren’s song. That kind of music will make one insane if it’s heard. Far better to turn a deaf ear to the lullabies. Be more like Odysseus; keep plugging and get there intact. Easy to say, but who doesn’t want to be immortal? Admit it; everyone wants to live forever, right? Oh, those nasty witches are calling, watch yourself; one is right behind you.

CIRCE, ODYSSEUS, WITCHES LYRICS

Greek king of legend, heroic acts, long past, gained fame,

Captured Troy in wooden horse, epics proudly proclaim.

By the Island of Circe, as his ship sailed hard past,

Odysseus ordered sailors, tie him tight to the mast.

Decaying bodies littered the beach, seamen long dead,

Men heeded not warnings, mermaid’s death songs ‘twas said.

Sadly, boats floated close; seductresses sang so sweet,

Mariners leapt to the bait; only death did they meet.

Ulysses would hear sirens singing; he plugged men’s ears,

Sailed past, bound snuggly, sorceresses brought him to tears.

Cries and entreaties, tempted no deaf hearty’s action,

Till Island faded, with it, Femme Fatale’s attraction.

Through centuries, temptresses sing, sound makes me moody,

Seducer teases, Mata Hari’s is not beauty.

Spellbinder’s allurement, her draw simple, written down page,

Singing, she-devils trap, their magnet, limitless age.