Jean:

I finally found the piece I told you I was going to post here, which probably fits the "sin" format better than the one I posted earlier, because it actually containes the word in the title. It was inspired by a magazine article I read about a town's effort to control vice.


STREET OF SIN

c1997 Brian Beecher



They talk people into parting with
More money than they intend
Even though they came with
A considerable amount to spend

This could backfire at a later date
The whores careful to manipulate
Not to be late
If they can avoid doing so

It happens on the street of sin
You don’t know where else they have been
They do it all because they know
That they have nowhere else to go
It seems you just can’t win
On the street of sin

Relationship aren’t congenial
They’re only there to wheel and deal
His loved one’s acting out of character
And so one night he winds up there

Matters he wouldn’t normally discuss
Nevertheless she makes a fuss
They seem to trust
So they go out to his car

It happens on the street of sin
You don’t know where else they have been
They do it all because they know
That they have nowhere else to go
It seems you just can’t win
On the street of sin

She said she owed a personal friend
Making an effort to pay him back
She took him for everything he had
And the next morning police found him dead




It happens on the street of sin
You don’t know where else they have been
They do it all because they know
That they have nowhere else to go
It seems you just can’t win
On the street of sin