Why Frankenstein's Bride Was a Dead Chick

Clarihue. :)

Shelly, Shelly, Mary Shelley,
I'm sure the monster Frankenstein was smelly
and with bolts in his neck and stitches here and there
it's a wonder ladies didn't love him everywhere!
 

Reviews

[Sean M. Addams]

very cute poem .... love the rhyme and humor in this piece..... great job