I'm Frankenstein's Monster

When it comes to Doctor Frankenstein and I, people certainly don't admire us.

When Frankenstein built me, he used my brain after I died from the Coronavirus.

The angry villagers come after me with pitchforks and guns.

I fear I'll be destroyed when those frightened people are done.

I heard nothing but screams when I contacted my wife.

People want to destroy me so I have to run for my life.

My wife and others hate me because I look like a monster but I'm a peaceful man.

I wouldn't harm a fly but that is something that people aren't willing to understand.

One of the villagers just shot me in the head.

I'm going fast, in just a moment I'll be dead.

I want to ask you for a favor before I buy the farm.

Please tell people that I'm good and that I meant no harm.