' ' ' ' Love Is Blind(For My Old Pal Al) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Her last 3 blind dates
were not a success.

The Vampire was a pain in the neck.

The Zombie went wild 'bout her
told her she was good enough to eat.

The Werewolf just howled.

Lucky for her
she had been in the Ghoul Guides

and learned how to undo a Gordian knot
by just slashing through it.

Now the lot at this Disco
were just a lot of Mummy boys

all dirty bandages
and slow movers.

If that was any indication
of what was out there

she was sorry now she had broken up
with the Frankenstein Monster.