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Day 2 Oct. 14th Short Narrative Poem Frankenstein's Monster
Poor misfit Frankie struggles, expectations to juggle. On two left feet he wobbles, of dead scavenged parts cobbled. He has no legs to stand on At best a patchwork-pieced form. Shake a leg, pull a leg spawn. Awkward, foot in mouth the norm. Empty-headed, headstrong, flat. Screw loose, belfry full of bats. Whose thoughts tumble in his brain? Whose memories swirl, spin, strain? He has no legs to stand on At best a patchwork-pieced form. Shake a leg, pull a leg spawn Awkward, foot in mouth, the norm. Given a hand, lent an ear, stitched with blind arrogance, fear. Birthed by a madman recluse. What can scarred Frankie deduce? He has no legs to stand on At best a patchwork-pieced form. Shake a leg, pull a leg spawn Awkward, foot in mouth, the norm.
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