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A poem about the phrase off of the old Frankenstein movie poster, and the inner-child squash.
Submitted:Nov 2, 2006 Reads: 167 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Blunder of blunders
My world asunder
I've let the monster out of it's cage
Mongrel beast of rancid breath
Mongrel child so wild
So beautiful
Yet I feel at peace
With chaos unleashed
No more struggle to keep it down
This mongrel beast
Now must feast
A carnal feast
Now run
Run wild
So innocent
Beautiful monster
Ravenous beast
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