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Here is an experiment like the one Dr. Frankenstein performed,
To create life out of nothing more than electric shock like sticking a fork in an electrical outlet.
For my words are as limp as a cadaver's arms
Trying to slap you like a mother hits her disobeying child
But you are like a robber and steal my vitality like a drunk drinks his beer,
As quick as a Thomson's Gazelle escaping his demise.
You stand there as cool as the middle of December,
Eating my body like the customers of the Demon Barber of Fleet Street,
And smile as big as a upside-down umbrella across your face.
You know me like a proven science, my actions as unpredictable as tears following sadness
And I have no idea who you are like a stranger with a mask wearing a hat.
But you will continually claw at me as a kitten claws at yarn
until my face is like a raw bloodied chunk of meat.
So take your prize like kids swipe candy during Halloween
and look at me as a dog does his bone,
Because I no longer live like I used to in harmony and content,
But like a child finding out that Santa does not exist.