I love this poem. I'm really intrigued by Jack the Ripper, and I think this piece captured him perfectly, but still preserved the mystery that makes him so interesting in the first place. This is definitely going into my favourites.

You must've gotten an A+ on this, because I thought it was amazing. Nice use of vocab and metaphors. It was horrifying and morbid, but in a pleasantly chilling way. I like it so much that I'm going to print it out so I can read it when I don't have access to a computer, if you don't mind. Very good job! ^_^

Favorite parts:
Before Jack stole away, he took out his knife,
And left a necklace of blood at her throat.

He slipped into the shadows, leaving Liz on the ground
Staring at Death with her milky white eyes.

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack be cunning and wise,
The man who not even Time forgot,
The man with the knife and the glint in his eyes,
The killer who was never caught.