Tom dont read this yet its for your contest

He made them in a hurry, He made them in the night. He had other things on His mind, and forgot to paint them white. A woman planned to fix this error - she was a woman of notoriety. She saw the problems that this mistake had caused in society. She beckoned to her female counterparts, to help her if they can. Medical practitioners and scientists, between them not one man. Now to decide what colour this future race should be. Lets not make them blue, they wont be happy. If we make them green or yellow, they may be jealous or cowardly. We cant make them black, else they will have to fight to be free. They pondered. They cant be red, others will take their land. All colours were suggested, white was rejected as being too bland. It was decided by unanimous vote the next generation you see, will be of a delightful purple hue and all the ladies did agree. They toiled for years to create a race of purple people to inhabit the earth. Purple mothers everywhere having purple babies when they gave birth. By the time all humans were of the same colour, peace now reined. Harmony befell upon the human race and no bigotry remained. It seemed they had found the answer, but Utopia is hard to uphold. Soon discontent and aggravation among the population did unfold. It wasn't long before rebels demanded to be different and not the same. People demanded a choice of rainbow colours which seemed a shame. Unrest developed within the race and soon the movement grew. People stated that they were tired of being all just the same purple hue. They began to chant a ditty from the lesson learned from a story. by a young writer named Mary Shelley who found fame and glory. Everything seemed quite amiss, And their chant went like this: A ghostly apparition? An ill-reputed disposition, A legacy to educate? For all to meditate. His ghost may be heard. Frankenstein utters this word. Notorious as a creator, Of the monster, nothing greater. A total disappointment, After its deployment. He showed it no respect. It was a victim of his neglect. His health declined during his search. He left his monster in the lurch. His ghost will forever teach us. The lesson is there to beseech us. Leave nature to do the creating. A ghostly message, with no debating.