A siren on a rock, naked without a frock,
I see no sinews brave the waves for me.
I've lost half teeth and gum, waiting for cum,
But no Ulysses was caught free.
My boobies are touching the waves,
I feel old and sort of like a whore.
Singing my throat hoarse, so much life force,
Went waiting for things written long before.
Fuck all old books, don't like how they look,
Even in pictures of libraries I detest.
May the gods fuck and fist themselves,
Last thing to see before I rest.
