The Mad Doctor said it was official
a solo act with nothing artificial
a fine new creature
with added features
Frankenstein with bells and whistles
Opening night into the audience he jumped
when in his throat he got a huge lump
audience forgot
bic lighters a shock
running away through town like Forrest Gump
The Mad Doctor enrolled him in a class
to overcome his phobia at last
nothing worked
he just went berserk
the class barbecues too much of a flash
Back on stage there was no need to dash
bell and whistle tunes with a lot of class
bic lighter ban
in the stands
his classic hits making a lot of cash.
10-19-17
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