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the ripper's story
written by devil-dick10:42 AM 10/15/04back in london, the muderer, the best.
went by 'jack the ripper' wierd as the rest.
he slaughtered sluts, the harlots of that time.
wanted by the police, but never found for his crime.
he was skillful in how he did it. great with his knife.
no harlot survived, he took the organs, and their life
he toyed with the police, he sent them notes.
some were riddles, others to gloat.
'my knife is sharp' his words he sent in his letter.
for the police was blind, and he was better.
around londons streets, he wondered at night.
the prostitutes didnt have chance to fight.
he slaughtered them, he butchered them all.
martha tabram, mary ann nichols, annie chapman were 3 who did fall.
plenty more followed, for mary jane kelly, was his final kill.
after he slaughtered, and dismantled her, he stoped by will.
his final act, he did too well. for the body was no longer whole.
sliced and diced, her body to bits. he killed her soul.
so here is a story, a story of a killer.
a killer named, jack the ripper.
O have you seen the devle with his mikerscope
and scalpul alookin at a kidney with a slide cocked up |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
i used factual info to write this. i just changed it into my own words to make it all rhyme.
enjoy.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Dark Intentions (10-21-2004 - 08:36 PM)
| Very interesting...I like it. |
by (anonymous) (10-23-2004 - 02:45 PM)
| coolies poem. keep up the good work! ---kerry--- |
by (anonymous) (10-28-2004 - 08:58 PM)
| yay her cereal killers!
*points a gun at a box of cornflakes and shoots*
mwhahahahahaha!!! |
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