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I thought I heard a siren's call

In a fine October gale

While roiling seas beat on our sides

And tattered every sail

A keening song upon the wind

A whisper in the breeze

So sad and yet so animal

I felt my heart would freeze

For it seemed she sang to me

Among the tempest's roar

And the ship insanely shaking

As I rolled aft and fore

She sang out oh so strangely 

and called me to her side

I struggled against her power

As I felt my eyes go wide

Her song o'er sound and fury

It drowned out storm and wave

But amid the salty flurry

I cried "Oh soul, be brave!"

My feet, they started moving

My face, grew deathly pale

Roughly along the railing

Towards her in the hail

When suddenly with a crash

I woke up with a stir

To see the mast a'cracking

And fall down straight on her!

There are weird things upon the sea

Strange still events in play

For I can't forget her sweet, faint song

That's left me wan and fey

Now you may not believe me

But I tell it to you true

May you have odd adventures

Should you sail upon the blue