Down in an alleyway on the bad side of town,
A drug deal was happening,
It was about to go down.
But suddenly a siren stirred the night,
Shocking the participants,
Into a heart-pounding fright.
The Police had arrived with flashing lights atop,
Strumming their instruments,
Wearing shades like a cop.
The suspects were thrown into jail,
Clipped of their freedom wings,
No money to make bail,
It was a set-up, it was Sting.


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