Sirens

you are my one and only you make me happy as a pony for my birthday give me a horn and I will become a unicorn I will gallop through the sewers while eating chicken skewers from my barbeque at home which is beneath a purple dome You could come to my home sometime I can assure you it will be rather sublime The barbeque is divine But don't eat any of mine Eat my barbeque And I will tortue you for the rest of your life I will pierce you like a dagger or knife I will be coming so you should start running watch your back until ducks don't quack