Dear friend   As I write this letter   I hope you are okay   There's something on my mind today   I thought you'd like to hear   Eighteen Eighty Eight   Twelve Twenty Third   He gave her his ear   "Guard this object carefully"   And then he disappeared   A trail of blood led to his room   They found his body there   Razor in his right hand   He sliced through his left ear   Started high at the back   Hacking downwards fast   Left the upper ear attached   An ugly fleshy flap