'hate the sin, not the sinner.'

jealousy's a bitch.
greed never knows when to stop.
gluttony just sounds repulsive.
envy's grin lead rage to clot.

lust cheats; she never plays fair.
anger leaves them black and bruised.
pride always lies with a slick bow tie,
and sloth's a lazy, arrogant fool.

each sin a colour, scent or taste
we all know them fairly well.
they wait on dark street corners,
with a snap-fresh tale to tell.

so when they talk of sinners
and how the sin is true to blame,
i see them sniggering beside me
to them, its just all fun and games.