In the Mind of Frankenstein
Should I do this, or should I not?
I wish my creation would just rot
without any trouble or harm
I want him to go vanish to some farm.
It's not fair I shall have to tend to thee
After all it is the monster who has killed my brother, you see
I shall not create another to do the same
that isn't something I wish to aim.
I suppose i shouldn't try to be such a slob
I shall let god worry about the living 'tis not my job
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