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Jack The Ripper

Jack The Ripper

Molly; Molly homely bell
Bode thee fond farewell
Pound o' flesh I partake
Sanguine abloom thy wake

Ripper tis humble name
Relish so a steely maim
Blind token orbis prize
Gouge vacant glassy eyes

Seize thou womanly part
Abscond dismal harlot heart
Ruinous throat jagged smile
Tarry nowt swayed by wile

Savory metallic scent arose
For thou favor, I pen a prose
Bobbies ne’er catch me
Famed ghoul, I shalt be

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Simon Bromley

I do very much so lisa.Β  Ill always come by and support you regardless if i give up writing or not.Β  You're very talented.Β 

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A Lonely Journey

Red, that's so cool!Β 
As Cheerie is the Reverend of Romance, you are the Dame of Darkness. And I like that. Really cool, and explicitly gory write. 'Gouge vacant glassy eyes' really got me. lol.Β 
Awesome Red!Β 
Matthew.Β 

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A Lonely Journey

Well, if I ever need to be serial killed, I'm looking you up! Thank you.Β 
Darkness is my middle name, did you know that? It was going to be Dorkhead, but my parents thought that was too pleasant for me.Β 
You're fum.Β 

Matthew.Β 

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A Lonely Journey

Always, Red.Β 
Neither am I, especially right now, but I know you mean well, and are a true friend.Β 
Matty.Β 

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Greg Etsell

great poem LisaΒ 
years ago i wrote poem
about jack the ripperΒ 
if i find it i will let you know whatΒ 
page to go to any ways i have been
to london and went to white chapel
and did my own tour what experience
it was going thereΒ 

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Greg Etsell

lisa going back looking atΒ 
the 2 poem i see you read themΒ 
oh well

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Pratibha Savani

Fabulous and gruesome at the same time. Lonely journey is right you truly are a master of the dark ? x

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Being Me

Wow... This links so well with your other poem... The one about Molly. Great writing as always x

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