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She sits on the cliff high above us And combs her soft flaxen hair. Too many heed not the warnings That urge us all to beware. Her golden demeanor’s bewitching, Her true intentions disguised. Her radiance dazzles the viewer. Onlookers stare, mesmerized. Mellifluous sounds fill the canyons And fill the heart with desire. The Lorelei leaves you defenseless; Nothing can put out the fire. Vigilance dissipates quickly. The sailor far too late learns That carelessness leads to disaster. The river has dangerous turns. Sailors, beware of distractions. Watch out for dangers that loom. Don't be beguiled by enticements That beckon you to your doom. -by Bob B (7-26-19)
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC
The Lorelei
She sits on the cliff high above us And combs her soft flaxen hair. Too many heed not the warnings That urge us all to beware. Her golden demeanor’s bewitching, Her true intentions disguised. Her radiance dazzles the viewer. Onlookers stare, mesmerized. Mellifluous sounds fill the canyons And fill the heart with desire. The Lorelei leaves you defenseless; Nothing can put out the fire. Vigilance dissipates quickly. The sailor far too late learns That carelessness leads to disaster. The river has dangerous turns. Sailors, beware of distractions. Watch out for dangers that loom. Don't be beguiled by enticements That beckon you to your doom. -by Bob B (7-26-19)
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC
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