*Sirens One, Two, and Three*
Oh, my kings! Oh my, kings! Oh! My! Kings!
For you, for you, for you, we shall sing!
Listen, listen, listen! Hear notes ring.
Cover your exposed ears.
Talk and sing and pray out loud!
But not in reply. For fears
Of a captured soul from our crowd.
I took the day off yesterday to think about what could happen in this chapter, and also because I was struggling with the rhyme for a particular word! I feel that I got it right in the end though.
I have a question for you all now – is there anything whilst following this story that you haven’t understood?