The tea party guests were warmly welcomed,
By Frankenstein and his just-married bride.
All their nearest new neighbors had come,
To their quaint estate in the countryside.
The refreshments were utterly delectable,
The cakes and cookies so moist and sweet;
But unease among the guests was detectable,
Lending chills to the golden August heat!
Host and hostess were witty and charming,
But there were stitches upon her forehead;
And the screws in his skull were alarming-
Pale excuses were made ere the guests fled!
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