Finalllyyyy! It looks teh awesome if I do say so myself.

The text says this:

"Eight little whores, with no hope of heaven,
Gladstone may save one, then there'll be seven.
Seven little whores beggin for a shilling,
One stays in Henage Court, then there's a killing.
Six little whores, glad to be alive,
One sidles up to Jack, then there are five.
Four and whore rhyme aright,
So do three and me,
I'll set the town alight
Ere there are two.
Two little whores, shivering with fright,
Seek a cosy doorway in the middle of the night.
Jacks knife flashs, and then theres but one
and the last ones the ripest for Jacks idea of fun"

Its a poem allegedly written by Jack 'imself. Yay ^^