Monsters Walking London Streets
Dorian Gray's self-oil-portrait ages
Switching to a polar opposite personality only takes a chemical drink
Stinky cobblestone London streets spread terror in 1886;
Robert Louis Stevenson presents The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,
And stuns us with immoral controversial drugs.
Dr. Jekyll’s bizarre wit craves a dark persona,
Skillful hands mix devil’s powders that change color in a glass tube.
Jekyll sniffs acid fumes,
Determines to separate evil from good,
And drugs unchain his robust nature from dull reserved man.
A small energetic tyrant emerges.
Oh, greedy thief!
Jingling pocketful of gold coins,
Grotesque figure abuses woman and children,
Only Jekyll’s awakening mind banishes the goblin.
But he can't stop ingesting bubbling fumes of euphoria;
Hideous alter-ego returns again!
Hyde procures funds with Jekyll’s penned hand
While his conscience sleeps in limbo.
Two-sided coin favors an ugly faced surface.
Hyde craves powders
And offers an apothecary Jekyll’s off-slanted promissory note,
In return, a wooden chest of chemical dark sorcery returns to him.
Fizz-combustion drink habit gone awry;
Two opposite wills cramp the brain of one skull
And slaughters the human shell.
Richard Mansfield: stage actor personifies Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Jack-the-Ripper: authentic Hyde-type character terrorizes prostitutes
Jack the Ripper admires Hyde
And manifests hate towards harlots.
Penniless perfumed ladies of night tour dark streets and alleyways;
A hand full of them feel sharp knifes slit their bloody throats.
Phantom murder slips away in heavy dark cloak and cap;
Unidentified face welcomes dark shadows of dimly lit streets.
A blood stained apron floats down by an outside door.
Jack seizes the role of legendary terror in our year,1888;
Constables dream about fingerprint science and forensic evidence!
Endless streets and alleyways,
The killer chooses numerous options of escape,
Everyone ponders identity of a sixth victim,
And unseen bloody acts of murder confound London.
H.G. Wells: Author of "The Invisible Man"
London terrorizes man who turns invisible
Maniacal chemist terrorize London police;
H.G. Wells offers us The Invisible Man.
Griffin plays around with chemicals and test tubes;
Drinks a devilish formula,
And turns into an invisible thief.
Articles of clothing levitate a part in space;
Astounded eyes glimpse illogical assembly
And take the form of a shapely man.
Repetitive footprints mark a trail along dusty streets.
The lunatic teases doubters with insane laughter.
A reign of terror threatens London town.
A loaded pistol dangles afloat in mid-air
And startles open eyes.
Police wise up to trickery and chase a ghoul down.
A fatal bullet foils unseen disguise;
Griffin’s lifeless flesh and blood reappears again.
Dorian flirts with eternal life while his self-portrait ages
Opium addicts lure a strange man,
The handsome youth poses for oils and flirts with eternity,
I’m talking about Dorian Gray.
How his narcissist character dared hope,
"I wish my self-portrait ages while my perfect features are ever preserved."
Sinful ugliness creates a grotesque canvas,
Dorian can't bear facing his true mirror reflection;
Time sets the stage with a murdered artist,
A perfect self-portrait,
And a blood-stained knife on the floor,
Dorian’s crumbled clothes cover his overdue debt,
A pile of dust outlines human form.
A mariphasa plant provides a two hour antidote for a cursed man who dreads the full moon
If you live in London don’t travel to Tibet;
A white mariphasa plant awaits you,
White buds bloom in moonlight.
A werewolf bites Dr. Glendon, a London botanist,
And in day light seeks mariphasa, too.
Werewolves don’t seek generic type flowers
Only the mariphasa plant provides a two hour antidote,
Temporary relief doesn’t equal an incurable curse.
Poor Dr. Glendon,
He never discovers buds bloom in his hour of need.