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So sorry for disturbing you sir,
Yes I realise you always rest
on the Sabbath.... Only sir.
He insists we messed up,
What's his name you ask.
On my paperwork it's,
Abe... Abraham Lincoln.
He keeps insisting that's not him,
Only sir he keeps saying,
it wasn't his time to die.
That's the thing sir,
I can't find him anywhere
on our file's.
He insisted on speaking
to the head huncho,
Uno numero.
The big chief in the sky,
He insists he's bigger than you or I.
Insisting you send him back,
Or there will be hell to pay.
His name sir? He says it's the Ripper,
But his friends call him Jack.

Short story by Alan J Ripley