The Bride of Frankenstein's Crop
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She planted at night in the rain
While stealthily plotting her gain
It grew like a "melon"
She bragged like a felon,
"My hubby soon gets his first brain!"
Just a sample for my "Mystery Seeds" contest.
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2020
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