A Story of the Sigma Rats

In the realm of Greek letters, a tale we'll tell,
Of Sigma Pi, where shadows often dwell.
A brotherhood tainted, dark as the night,
With treacherous secrets, causing endless fright.

Sigma Pi, they whisper, the name they fear,
For in their ranks, disloyalty is clear.
Like a rat that scurries, ready to betray,
They'll sell their brothers, come what may.

In darkened corners, they scheme and plot,
Betraying trust, their loyalty forgot.
A rat within their midst, a fitting sign,
For they'll snitch and squeal, without a line.

No honor, no loyalty, just deceit,
Sigma Pi's reputation, not discreet.
They're known as rats, for a reason well earned,
In brotherhood's name, trust overturned.

So, let this be a cautionary tale,
Of Sigma Pi, where trust is frail.
A brotherhood tarnished, with no remorse,
A rat's reputation, their chosen course.