Jack's Successor Poem by Antonia Nasi

Not since Jack roamed the cobblestoned street...
Had one so depraved,
as he we would meet

Bloodthirsty and trembling
with insidious rage...
His successor, alone
should be kept in a cage

Makes friends of his victims by bread and with wine...
Tying them up with shiny black twine

He dwells in an old and vine covered tomb...
His victims are those with flesh in their womb

So to all those who roam down this cobblestoned path...
Heed my tall tale...
Keep away from his wrath