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‘I’m sorry but aren’t you supposed to be beautiful?’ The sailor asked the siren.
The ship was now in splinters atop the siren’s nest and the crew had been digested.
‘What?’ She snapped ‘I am perfection.’
The sailor shrugged, I’m not so sure.’
The siren slumped on the squishy blood sopped deck.
‘Is it my nose? It’s my nose isn’t it?’
‘Oh no, your nose is fine.’
‘You think I’m not perfect?’ She was confounded.
‘Darling, you’re average at best.’ He grinned.
She found she liked this funny sailor. Her appetite now somewhat diminished, she wouldn’t eat him just yet.

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    Jim M over 8 years ago

    Vanity at the core of the siren myth is a cutting insight and so well (and aptly, given the state of modern media and self image) applied in such a contemporary style

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    Jim M over 8 years ago

    Really literary drabble. Cannot wait to read more of your work... Mind - blown

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    Jess Cowburn over 8 years ago

    Thank you so much guys, wasn't expecting this response :)

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    Rodindeadpan about 8 years ago

    Good drabble and welcome Jess

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    D.M. about 8 years ago

    The nose is always the first thought! 'Bet her hair was perfectly wind-blown.
    'Loved the dialogue.

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    Iarwain Olofsson about 7 years ago

    Lovely one.
    I could imagine the siren.
    Like it.

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