Heartbroken

Halloween is taking over my pen...

Poor Frankenstein, he’s brokenhearted

his sweetheart suddenly has departed

She left him cold on Halloween,

causing quite a monstrous scene

 

The reasons for the split, she said ~

no romance stirred in his flat head;

those neck bolts were just so passé

and throaty grunts were all he’d say

 

He’d thought that things were going great,

brought hemlock bouquets every date,

ripped open each and every door,

thought olive skin had rare allure

 

She said it all was not enough

no apology for her rebuff,

it mattered not how much he tried,

like Zombie hearts, their love had died

 

Now she set her standards higher,

trained her sights on that vampire

suave and charming in the night ~

they must turn in by morning light.

 

So desperate, lonely Frankenstein

has no one for his Valentine;

a swamp of tears the creature’s cried,

‘Cause no one wants to be his bride

Author's Note

Monsters are such interesting people... ;)

Reviews

[Joyce S. Greene]

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of creature she was? Hopefully, a dead one or all that fraternizing with monsters and vampires could be the death of her - especially if she jilts many more of them! LOL This is extremely funny stuff, Rita. I really enjoyed reading it.

[Rita L. Sev]

Ha! Actually, I had the "Bride of Frankenstein" creature in mind, and originally had a line about how he "took her to the tall wig store..." I have no idea what the Vampire sees in her! Thanks, Joyce - so glad you had fun with this.

[icelandicblue]

Oh that was so much fun to read. Poor Frankenstein, it's hard to compete with those suave vampires now isn't it? Nice one Rita- you're busy writing tonight!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thanks, Blue - I guess his charming personality just isn't enough... Tonight, I was determined to get through read requests and post something too. :)