Read The Mammoth Book of Frankenstein (Mammoth Books) Online
Authors: Stephen Jones
Jo Fletcher is a freelance writer and reviewer, and has worked as a consultant editor for several major UK publishers. A regular contributor to
Science Fiction Chronicle
and various British Fantasy Society publications, she co-edited
Gaslight & Ghosts
(with Stephen Jones), has contributed poems to
Now We Are Sick
and
The Mammoth Book of Werewolves,
and her non-fiction has appeared in such books as
Reign of Fear, Feast of Fear, James Herbert: By Horror Haunted
and
The World’s Greatest Mysteries.
She has recently edited a mosaic horror novel for young adults
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Snip and sew
From head to toe
A new torso,
Says Frankenstein.
Glue and patch
The latest batch;
To mix and match
Tries Frankenstein.
Blood and bone,
Then flesh fresh-grown;
The seed is sown!
Cries Frankenstein.
The brain is next –
The doctor’s vexed:
A psycho’s fixed
For Frankenstein.
A high IQ
He couldn’t do
And that he’ll rue,
Will Frankenstein.
The storm’s amuck,
The lightning’s struck,
The doc’s in luck –
Oh, Frankenstein!
The lever’s yanked,
The dials cranked,
The power’s banked
By Frankenstein.
Now watch him rise
And blink his eyes –
The Monster’s size
Dwarfs Frankenstein.
His doubts assuaged,
The Monster’s made –
Now be afraid,
Dear Frankenstein.
For what’s created
Can’t be sedated
And hope’s outdated –
Pray, Frankenstein.
The Monster walks
And sort-of talks,
But his brain baulks –
Poor Frankenstein.
And when he’s killed,
The town is stilled,
Then Hell’s revealed
To Frankenstein.
I guess ’tis best
That theories rest,
For damned the test
Of Frankenstein . . .