A brief poetic play on words

I can't claim to have written the words to this poem (it's actually a very famous progression), but I don't think I've seen anyone punctuate it before, so this is my contribution.


I, in sin, sing Sting.

String staring...
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Starting?
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$@!%#!!!

Startling!


Strange what we think up in the shower, isn't it?

EDIT: I changed the opening line so that now I'm singing a Sting song, which makes much more sense. However, the "string" is fairly nonsensical. Everything else makes perfect sense, so that's a little annoying. If you have any ideas of how to make the string make sense, lemme know!