Clark
the Ripper
At
first it was a hobby,
A
bloody fine way to spend a Friday night.
But
then he got hooked:
He
was cutting up all weekend,
then
weekdays! Lunchtime, even on his break!
Right
by the water cooler with Perry in the next room!
While
on the phone with Lois!
(“Clark?
What’s that sound?”)
Finally
it had to end – the city was nearly deserted
and
he was running out of freezer space.
Still,
no one suspected
his
secret identity.
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