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Begging to be loved,

So much hugs,

Why don’t we do something else?

What a beautiful smells,

Of love made,

Between the man and the maid,

A stroke of the lute,

The soft hoot,

Of a lover soon

To discover,

Her heart broken in two,

By the Syren who else?

The forbidden love of the saint,

The thought of it so very quaint,

The lost little sinner,

The one who is never a winner,

The saint heard the confession of the sinner,

The sinner listened to the advice of the saint,

And asked the man of her dreams to dinner,

The saint replied with soft smile that hadn’t been seen for awhile,

Though the dinner went as planned but not the romance that was done on the soft sand,

Of the beach that they dine on,

The sinner hummed a soft song,

Moving towards the sea,

But between you and me,

I think of thee,

With a soft cherry laugh;

How foolish men follow the Syren of Sin,

As I smile with a wide, wide grin.