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The Ripper

They yeild like butter
I spread mother to maiden
Smooth
Sharp
Evasive
Designed to glide in
Flaying
 
I am the jaw line
Leaving meaty mud trails
Hacking at a squeeling mouse
Exposing beckoning entrails
 
To my dearest MJ
I have saved all three
To Slit
Skin
To Rip
Wear your insides
Bathe in thee
 
Come to me
Trust me
I blend well after the kill
Call me surgeon  
Insanity
To my ladies
You may call me Jill.
Written by Ripper
Published | Edited 3rd May 2020
Author's Note
Jill, a midwife, perfectly capable of performing such things.
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