Now I lay me down to sleep
Twilight dreams begin to creep
Frankenstein says hay
Where do the children play
A noise went bump in the night
And gave me such a fright
It made me writhe and shriek
The sick puppy started to reek
A match made in hell
Had that awful smell
Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Noise, for the Daily Spur prompt – Play, for FOWC with Fandango – Writhe, for July Monthly Writing Prompts – Twilight dreams, for Ragtag Community – Sick and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Match.
Love this Cat Stevens song. Sorry about your nightmare.
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Appreciate that, but it was just a post trying to make use of the prompts. I figured it would be scary if Frankenstein was asking the whereabouts of the children.
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Who knew Frankenstein was a pedophile?
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That is not the way I meant it, I just thought that he would want to know where the children are so he could scare them, but I can see how that looks.
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😉
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