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Here there little fella Here there C– l – o – s – e – r Down the aisle Follow the sign Tick-tock Teases a clock In the shadows Be brave hither Heroic never Trust your host To guide you Through an abyss Of unprecedented bliss Jack was a wimp The Ripper I am At your service Hesitating still ugh Never mind fella Pray hang on One moment more Jolly and bright The darkest alleys Are my quarters The austere grounds On which I Rip Rip Rip Gluttony is the name Of my game Instead of teeth Dear Lord Mine are grim lethal Razor sharp blades And my throat A gruesome One-Way ticket No wonder my stomach Knows no rest At your service The Ripper I am The infamous Snowflake Moray Eel.
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Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 4:56 PM UTC
The Ripper
Here there little fella Here there C– l – o – s – e – r Down the aisle Follow the sign Tick-tock Teases a clock In the shadows Be brave hither Heroic never Trust your host To guide you Through an abyss Of unprecedented bliss Jack was a wimp The Ripper I am At your service Hesitating still ugh Never mind fella Pray hang on One moment more Jolly and bright The darkest alleys Are my quarters The austere grounds On which I Rip Rip Rip Gluttony is the name Of my game Instead of teeth Dear Lord Mine are grim lethal Razor sharp blades And my throat A gruesome One-Way ticket No wonder my stomach Knows no rest At your service The Ripper I am The infamous Snowflake Moray Eel.
Childhood fishing memories from Poste-Lafayette, Mauritius.
#ripper#jack#lethal
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Mauritius
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 4:56 PM UTC
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