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The Pretty Sirens Lurked the Sea,
Down low where we would never see.
Where crystal blue waters were aglow,
That’s where they are, deep down below
And for that reason only Sailors believed.

While a sailor was sleeping he had a dream,
So real but he could hardly scream.
It started when he was of row and row.
In Whitecap Bay

It starts with a kiss or so it seemed
She grabbed a hold, he couldn’t breathe.
All he saw was her tail as she dragged him low,
Devouring his body, the red water flowed.
The rest sang a solemn sea shanty
In Whitecap Bay



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