Dr. Frankenstein surely tried
to make, for his monster, a loving bride;
but the woman he produced,
could in no way be induced
to marry a man with a brain, sub-par,
though she said one thing bested most, by far.
You steal pieces of me and yet make me whole:
First, you remove the eyes
Every time you walk into the room
Then the ears
With the melodies of your voice, and your infectious laughter
Next you take the brain
With all the thoughts, dreams, and memories of you
Then the skin
That longs for the warmth of your touch
And the feet
That want to follow every step you take
And finally
My heart
That will only and always belong to you
Just because
your husband died
It doesn't mean
you will get
A free pass
from society
To be cruel
to everyone
Who thinks
and lives
Differently
from you.
Turn inward
try to be wiser
Do better deeds
heal your grief
And learn to grow
a better world
For yourself
before you ruin
Your legacy
for the sake
Of your bigotry
and useless
white supremacy.
Go to therapy
quit your grifting
Get a new look
and don't be bitter
Because we know
you'll look better
When the hate
within your soul
Goes away
but yet we know
You are just
a living parody.
Frankenstein was not afraid
of the creature that he made.
He grinned, and kindly said,
"Put a smile on your ugly mug.
Lighten up, you big ol' lug".
At last, the lumbering beast awoke.
The suspense grew until he spoke.
"I'm new here, neighbor. What's your name?"
In response, an educated bloke
would extend his hand and exclaim,
"I'm Dr. Frankenstein, the same".
baby Frankenstein did not get an invite
all of his cousins did, so this did not feel right
But what about me? He asked, thinking he was left out!
There he is! A goblin said, three others gave a shout.
Baby Frankenstein was terrified and ran away from them.
Wait up! Wait up! Stop! Yelled his vampire cousin Clem.
They had been trying to give him his invite, it had come back to the host.
His heart was beating extra fast when he was caught by a tiny ghost.
My name is Walter Frankenstein.
You might know Victor, my famous brother.
He was born under different sign,
though we came from the same mother.
I told him so many times before,
he should've stayed with the family store.
Doctor Victor Frankenstein
sketched an impressive blueprint design,
but that was just for starts.
He'd need to get some body parts.
In young Victor Frankensteins' dreams,
he'd create a man by scientific means.
Since those days, we've come so far
in the wake of Frank Junior's shining star.
Senior's ambitious plan to make a mate
didn't really turn out so great.
The bride looked the monster down and up,
hissed, then gagged, and then threw up.
Junior would, this method, greatly refine,
turning out monsters by assembly line.
He never had the chance
to be a child, but here he
was sitting at a table
watching a wave of humanity
pass him by.
Strangers with children
pointed at him
and told them to stay away.
What did I do wrong, he asked
but when he got up and the table
tipped on its side, patrons screamed
running out the door.
When the manager banned him,
something inside told him
he was not of this world
and all he wanted was to be
a part of them—
his anguished voice was a plea.
When he saw a mother
with a baby clenched to her
a feeling he didn’t understand
stirred in his chest
while he recalled the sting
of a metal table in the lab
where he was born.
Young Frankenstein was a straight A student,
but, he did some things maybe he shouldn't -
like that time in the lab
when he took a strange stab
at an experiment, most imprudent.
Fall comes riding north wind
Figure with hooded face
Fitted with dreadful mask
Frankenstein with vampire
Flitting like a night bird
Foxtrots as if sprite-gripped
Fun of Halloween night
Funky dude is massive
Fav Halloween monster
Fancies life’s lighter side
Feels a need to be loved
Friends are what he wants most
Finds no one to hang with
Freak is what all call him
Science in discovery
Creating Frankenstein’s mate
Companion support
Considered Monsters at large
Electricity reaction
Experiment during a lightning storm
Romance rushed the air
Frankenstein and his sweet mate standing together
A sudden embrace
Husband and Wife
Neither will be alone
No fanfare Wedding
Just plain and simple
Comparison with care
Perfection in creation
Face to Face attraction
Masterpiece sensation
Love found its component
No one would have ever imagined
Love found its spot
Frankenstein acquainted with his sweet
Their love can’t be beat
The sundown forming a shape of a heart
Love on and continued bliss
Frankenstein 1818
A long time ago, there was a creepy guy from 1818.
He stood very tall in green.
The author Mary Shelley told the story.
Way back then it was gorry.
To create a creature.
Held up in a castle not to be bothered.
A scientific experiment.
With lightning for evidence.
A race to write the best horror story.
In black boots with metal rods in his neck made history.
A gothic novel in a laboratory.
A monster that came alive.
Frankenstein was as tall as the sky.
With electricity, his brain was fried.
8 Foot tall.
Hideous and deformed in the dark.
No pitch fork, no fire.
Just a monster created through literature.
Dress up like Frankenstein for Halloween.
Stand tall in green.
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