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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O! Frankenstein you were lost for a century Nobody could tell wherever you have been, But you are here now, a stranger to paradise, Loneliness has become your friend Your other name is Friday, You have no soul, you love Cinderella; Come, let us stroll to the earth my brother, Should almighty look you twice And discover, your heart is a transmitter And cord of wire lurking inside the belly, Have managed to peep out around your neck axle; Come let us go, I will make you the President of the world Rule over every nation, every creed and tongue, Entreat me, I will teach you all the puerile tricks Tall wisdom and nubile swagger, Of a new nuance of language. I no go, I no go! That globe I no go! I stay, I stay! Famished out earth is full of fallacies Terribly diabolical, cheerful envy, And attractive jealousy like magnet Infectious back biting, murderous barking And tearing likes the hounds of hell, Virus wickedness, witch hunting like wizard of oz Feverish wagons of greediness uncountable; I no go! I no go! I stay I no go! Let me hibernate under the umbrella Of the omnipotent shield dreaming dreams, Of my blighted love by and by, Where has she gone, Cinderella? I looked afar off in the horizon And beheld her like a mirage in a paradise, Cupped right palm over the palm view transforming, So that focus could discern, now Striding same position in the stormy desert In the showering sunlight, Her figure moon-smooth as marble Her hair flagging shamelessly in the breeze, Her jutted hips dance to graceful steps As she came, her robe turned to cloud Turned into fading white goose, as she flew away, Aloud her voice bust in mirth Beckoning laughter teasing to quench my thirst, O! I am man made Forgot to put juice of crimson To run in my vein, To burn fire in my heart My brain have muddle up and jumble up, All happy wire tying it firm, O! I murder Doctor, you do no good! I have no appetite, So God can have his dinner But, I will die for her, Because she is the dearest dream forever.
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