As lightening struck they gave me life
Assigned me as his loving wife
I had thoughts but no words were there
(and WTF’s up with this hair?)
I screamed I hissed I made him mad
But really he was not so bad
If only just a bit less green
Yet it made for an ugly scene
But in the end my only gripe
Was that he was just not my type
And maybe they’ll know for next time
I’d have preferred a Fran K. Stein.
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Now there’s a twist I NEVER would’ve envisioned! (And…..am also very glad to know she wasn’t a fan of the hair either!)
Well, I was just thinking of how very un-feminist it is to create a woman with a mate preplanned and really no say in anything of the matter, including the hair. So what if she was batting for the other team?
Definitely….only too right you take it in the other direction.
Hey Frankenstein smiled!
Ha! The monster or the doctor?
The monster!!!
Perfect October poem, Marissa. Bwahahahaha. Scary, you are. Scary good. ❤
Yes, I try to do a spooky theme for October. I did it last year and it was pretty inspirational. Glad you liked it.
You have captured with panache my own wife’s tale, Yours truly, Frank
Right, cause if you had signed it ‘Mike’ I might have worried a bit…but not really found it all that unusual.
Mike by name; Frank by nature!
Oh, okay!
haha…your sense of humor 🙂
Thank you Praveen!
Certainly can’t blame a girl for him not being her type, ha ha. Great twist!
Yes, well, imagine you are just created and already have a husband and that’s him. Seemed against all things feminist…but I didn’t want to harp to much on his appearance, since it was a kind of sad tale…hence the twist.
Couldn’t get pass the bolts in the neck, I guess…ghoulishly fun alternative ending, Marissa! Hope you’re getting a moment of r & r in today 🙂
Well, the bolts in the neck wasn’t really the straw that broke the camel’s back here but maybe part of it…ha, ha! Thanks Syl.
Haha..you’re welcome!
So sad to be rejected!! 🙂
Nice poem 🙂
It was a rather sad story. Thanks Paola!
Fantastic!
Thank you!
Quite welcome!
One of my favorite horror films! Am I in the minority in that I love her hair? 🙂
No, I think a lot of people actually do like her hair. I just don’t know if she would have requested it that way.
Whenever I start one of your poems, I try to predict where it’s going to go. I RARELY guess even remotely right … but today was a BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! kind of ending – a total curveball 🙂
You are The Master!
Well thank you! I really wanted to bring out how anti-feminist it was to give her a life that was not of her choosing without completely ripping on poor Frank.
Exactly – it could have gone the other way too with poor Frank being the one bewildered with a partner that wasn’t his cup of tea 😉
I agree. I think he was just pretty desperate by that point though.
The divorice Lawyer is on speed dial
Unfortunately it wasn’t as quick as the lever that blew them all to smithereens.
You know the first date is always not what you want it to be. Both parties are nervous. Just have patience. The second date is better:
Think it would be enough for her to switch teams?
Maybe.
Well, that would make one unhappy now wouldn’t it? The hissing makes sense.
Indeed it does!
I was happy with the ending, Marissa. Poor girl doesn’t know they stuck her finger in a light socket to create that “timeless ‘do!” She’s happy if they can only put together her Fran. You captured the spirit of Halloween in your wicked, warped and unpredictable poem. 🙂
Thank you Robin! I’m only sorry that I the movie the monster did blow the whole lab to smithereens. Perhaps we can work this one up to a happily ever after.
You know I like happy endings, Marissa. I don’t mind if you have naughty or wicked elements as long as you don’t kill the two lovers, star crossed or not. I am smiling at the word: “smithereens.” Do you think this would translate and wonder how far off it would be for your overseas non-English speaking friends from original word? 🙂
Oh yes, it may just be one of those words that is exclusive to the English language. May be interesting to find out though.
Omg I have learned that I have missed a lot from you..
I hope I get thorough it.
Till then keep smiling! 🙂
Ha! No problem. These things happen. Thank you for reading.
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LOL You are too funny!! Another great one, Marissa! Your talent amazes me!!! ❤
Thank you Amy!
Love the ending 😀
Thanks Shannon!
Awesome poem! To find the video post at the end? Icing on the cake!
“Oooph! Then that means he would have a huge Schwooozendroober!” I’m sure that’s the wrong phrase and spelled wrong – but the memory makes me laugh every time!
Well you certainly don’t have to worry about the misspelling. I have no idea where the terms schwoozendroober comes from and can only guess at what it means. Ha, ha!
Lovely
Thank you Nimi!
Now Herman Munster had a nice family. I’m sure Frank could have done the same.
Yes, maybe just needed a different bride. Welcome back Andrew!