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Rippers...
Styx
The clock strikes midnight, the witching hour
Not three a.m. my usual time of power
On the prowl, before Killer and H. Stranger
Too late the victim knows... she is in danger
Shouldn't stroll deserted grounds at night
My blade sings the tune of her plight
Flashing silver in the moonlight cast
Terror filled eyes, life speeding past
Too soon she dies, from the slice of her throat
No time for pride... or to gloat
Victim number one out of the way
Off in search of number two, to end my play
Killer
Fog swirls around the lonely park
next to the river, deep and dark
The whisper of near silent feet
chase down the thudding heart that beats
A sigh, as the gleaming knife slides in
and from Killer, a grotesque grin
Splash... and spreading ripples go
wavelets lapping at his toes
Missing parts from thighs and back
go into Killer's shopping sack
Hooded Stranger
I lie here in the dark, clock chimes four a.m.
Waiting... patient, I hear screams again
Killer or Styx? I'll hear on the morning news
Three Rippers... I think two must lose
Styx is cunning, plans to the final breath
Killer is so random, just a lust for death
I don't use the dark to end sorry lives
Shadow of day, hooded cloak and twelve inch knives
Killer and Styx, in the limelight for my kills
Gotta have words; share the bloody spills
Three Rippers here, stalking the same prey
Need to agree, no room to betray
Each will have his own bloody patch
Three Rippers, not one, let the evil hatch
Comments
Geezer
Sun, 2011-07-31 15:08
Thank you...
for the read and the exhuberant invitation to rent in Whitechapel. Maybe Killer will take a little vacation and go to London! He's told me many times that "Jack" is one of his heroes. Oh, to walk on hallowed ground! There are three more chapters to be posted. I hope they will be every bit as exciting for you as this one. As for "Sparrows", we think that they are one of God's best creatures. They are one of the most accomplished fliers in the avian-world! Killer likes to watch them perform their acrobatic flights and feeds them crumbs of his sandwiches. ~ Gee
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Hooded Stranger
Tue, 2011-08-02 15:33
Gee
Gee,
thanks for being chief editor - you did a fine job my friend.
Was great working with you and Cat,
regards,
HS
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Geezer
Tue, 2011-08-02 20:42
Thank you...
and it was my pleasure also. I have enjoyed this very much and maybe we should do it again. 2nd post tonight! ~ Gee
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Candlewitch
Wed, 2011-08-03 10:38
Dear Sir Gee and Killer,
Thanks for posting this and performing the act of editor. It was fun working with you and Hooded Stranger!
always, eddy (& cat)
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Geezer
Wed, 2011-08-03 18:35
No problem...
We have had great fun and are hoping that we will do some more work with you and Eddy. This work has given me some great experience in editing, and hopefully I will be able to put it to good use here at Neo. ~ Gee
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