A Pirate's Life

“You don’t see many sirens.”              
The seamen sighed.              
“For you see, men see less lass swim seas                   
“Than sealions swims through surf,             
“It seems.”                
                              
“Though sometimes seamen,           
“Lost at sea,              
“Slide salty longs through seaweed sleeves,              
“Slotted through some sonsy seams,           
“Relieving seamen easing sleep.”              
             
“So as you see, the open seas            
“Conceives our sailor's expertise,            
“Resolving seamen's strongest needs,             
“So lest they spur           
“Insurgencies.”