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When Frankenstein
Came to My Birthday
by Robert Scotellaro
He came to my birthday
and banged down the door.
He knocked over plates
and dropped cake on the floor.
He shouted so loud
that we plugged up our ears.
He stomped on our sneakers,
which brought us to tears.
He drank all the punch,
for he had a great thirst.
He squeezed me so tight
that I thought I would burst!
He sat on the couch
and it broke into bits.
My mother and father
were both having fits.
"We all make mistakes," Momma said,
"now and then.
But don't invite Frankenstein,
ever again!!!" |
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