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Dr. Jackal and Mentor Hyde

Dear Mentor Hyde:

 

Upon the morgue room table he looked like he had some Frankenstein fame

Like a two sided ten thousand piece puzzle, we started with his fragile frame

Racing to find the four corners I found three shaped, kinda like the same

Good, now he knows, when were done today we will win this insane game

On a first name basis I want to know them all, and by it their first name

Witnessing weeping children gets me every time I get all sensitive like a dame

It makes me happy to know I’m tucking you in and you’re not going to the flame

Sewing him back together he couldn’t move for he had a case of being lame

When he comes back to life he will forever be our friend and also be very tame

From far off distance places they all will come and from far they all came

Looking to see how we done, I’ll admit it for I have no shame

If anything goes wrong, look to me and I will take the total blame.

 

Sincerely,

 

 

 

Dr. Jackal

 

(SirCARSr 2-3-13)

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