[Jeffrey has dinner and a glass of wine, with Elizabeth's head, when he reads her a poem he wrote]
Jeffrey Franken:
How about a little dessert. Something I wrote for you - A poem.
Jeffrey Franken:
[Jeffrey begins to read his poem to Elizabeth's head]
Warning, Contents Under Pressure, by Jeffrey Franken. - My heart is packed so full of love for you / That I dreamed I exploded, like aerosol cans sometimes do / I blew with such force that my bones became shrapnel / And leveled the town, except the small chapel / My teeth flew like bullets, I didn't know what was happening / They killed everyone in sight, except for the chaplain / And then, thanks to him, we were happily wed / Even though, at the time, I think we were both dead / The end
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