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Poem: 'Jack The Ripper.'


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Jack The Ripper awoke in the evening and put on his long black coat

he sat at his table, inked up his pen,

And in the gathering dark he wrote:

 

"From Hell, From Hell...Oh Mr. Lusk

From hottest hell i write

Tell the police to stay awake, im on the job tonight

 

"Ill search the streets and alleyways

And find myself a whore

Take her where the lights are low

And cut her to the core

 

"Across the throat and up the middle

Oh god it feels so great

Clip a kidney take it home,

Fry it up and eat

 

"Im not a skipper or leather apron

But just a sharp steel fan

Im off to work now Dear Sir Boss

Catch me if you can!"

 

I wrote this when i was 11

 

What do you think?

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I am 17 and i have been through depression, am trying to recover from anorexia, had obsessive complusive disorder, my mum has had severe depression, i have been through a lot for my age including being a main carer for my disabled family

 

 

You are very good at poetry,whatever you have been through.Looks like youve been to "The University of Life". Keep it up, its good for you to put all your thoughts down on paper.

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