Passed the Sirens

Months later my crew and I were about to pass by the Sirens, the beautiful women who sang their song that would make men crash their boats into rocks or throw themselves off the edge of their boat. I wanted to hear them though. I told all my men to put beeswax in their ears so they could not hear the sound of the singing and to tie me to the mast and no matter how much I told them to untie me because of the singing's madness, they should not untie me. We passed by the sirens and as I expected I was shouting to my men to untie me but they remained loyal to me and did not untie me. They kept on rowing and we made it past the sirens and their singing of death.