The Bride of Frankenstein: An Alternate Ending

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.

54 thoughts on “The Bride of Frankenstein: An Alternate Ending

  1. Now there’s a twist I NEVER would’ve envisioned! (And… also very glad to know she wasn’t a fan of the hair either!)

    • 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.

  2. 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 ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. 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 ๐Ÿ™‚

    You are The Master!

  4. 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. ๐Ÿ™‚

      • 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? ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. 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!

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