Riddle of the Rodents, part 2

Riddle of the Rodents, part 2

A Poem by Red Jack
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It seems my new friend in Rockford could barely solve his problems without me. So, Jack was at his service with another riddle to solve his pest problem.

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    My, oh my, you are in a pickle.
    Now dear old Jack shall give you a riddle.
    You come to me, in hopes of a clue,
    for how to kill the Beshilu.
    The blood has been paid, so I suggest,
    you listen tight, because Jack knows best.
    Deep in the sewers, they make their home,
    but this little fact you've already known.
    What you don't know, however, is that violence alone,
    will not seperate their soul from bone.
    One who sees, but without eyes.
    Not sight so much, she knows no surprise.
    The wisest ruler of all these Rats.
    Without her, you soon could get Rockford back.
    Now how to find her; that is the trick.
    All on your own, it will not come quick.
    So this is the part, when Jack makes a deal,
    the terms of which shall not be ideal.

© 2008 Red Jack


Author's Note

Red Jack
Again, this work is older, and less refined.

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Red Jack
Red Jack

Rockford, IL



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Who am I? is the question you ask To decipher my answer shall be your task. Some say I'm the Ripper, feared throughout time Others call me Satan, promoting sin and crime Some vampires call me the firs.. more..

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