Show me a mortal man who shoos away a siren
Whose charm hexes
The most hardened marine
Whose ribald reflex vexes
Normal, nimble notification
That terrifies hormones
Sent to scenes of action and reaction
That leave participants panting for ringtones
Which only their senses simulate
As delectation and adjudication send ecstasy
To Ivan Pavlov's guinea pigs who salivate
In an orgy and delicacy
Participants can't push away
With impunity although a sense of decorum
Pleads for participants to pray
Lest God should exclude them from his forum.
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