Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Fifties' Stuff Spree

The River Rat Pack we were named,

Hell's hoods in Greenwich neighborhood.

Lots of unsolved murders we've claimed.

In London's dancing clubs we would

Pick up cute girls to drug then rape.

We had gang quotas to fulfill,

And we could not let them escape,

So all these girls we had to kill.

Then near the river buried all

Under where flats were being built.

We figured chances were quite small,

Finding bodies and proving guilt.

In Spain from time to time we hear

Ghosts of the girls dancing appear.