21-23. Soon she has him eating out of her hand,bewitched by her honeyed speech.Before you know it, he’s trotting behind her,like a calf led to the butcher shop,Like a stag lured into ambushand then shot with an arrow,Like a bird flying into a netnot knowing that its flying life is over.
24-27. So, friends, listen to me,take these words of mine most seriously.Don’t fool around with a woman like that;don’t even stroll through her neighborhood.Countless victims come under her spell;she’s the death of many a poor man.She runs a halfway house to hell,fits you out with a shroud and a coffin.