There comes another one. I don't know why they do that. Cruising right into the rocks at top speed. "I try to warn them. I wave my arms. I jump up and down," he looks down at his tail . "Well....I would if I could!" But they don't see me; they don't hear me and they don't think for themselves. It's one of the world's ageless mysteries. Guess I'll just stay put 'till it's over. No sense getting smacked in the head by a flying board, or getting harpooned in the heart by one of those masts when they snap and come hurling through the air like Poseidon threw them himself. And then he broke into a mournful song to aid the lost souls on their journey to their watery graves. Siren Song