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Written on the spot, C4C.

I didn't even know you
Knew what I seen
But I didn't know what
Was under your clothes
Behind your lips
I heard your accent
Briefly as you screamed
And grabbed his arm
You kept my attention
More than insane doctors
And tortuous weapons
Could for a whole hour
And a half and while
They told us the story
Of Jack The Ripper I
Glanced back at you
Beside him and you
Reefed my look so
Fast you scared me
More than the London
Dungeons could I quickly
Looked to the floor like
A schoolboy would and
Didn't move until I knew
Your hand was in his again
Your eyes were on him, again.