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Unformatted text preview: their calls. More than likely, I would be killed because I am also not much of a fighter. Although if the sirens were ugly I think I would be able to snap out of the trance rather easily. When that would happen, I would swim as fast as I could to the next safest area. If worse comes to worse and they follow me as I try to escape, I would use my all my power to swim and get as close to an animal that could defend me. Based off the poem, the sirens seem like they always get what they want and never lose a catch. That being said, the sirens would probably be able to catch me. I do not think I would put up a good fight because I know that I am pretty tasty and very generous to those in need....
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- Spring '08