Puppet

You’re a puppet you puppet
Can you not tell
You’re a puppet you puppet
On the stage where you dwell

You’re a puppet you puppet
For all to see
You’re a puppet you puppet
And you must obey me

Oh pretty little puppet
Please dance and please sing
Oh beautiful puppet
You’re a glorious thing

Oh puppet, my puppet
You belong only to me
Oh puppet, my puppet
You can’t disagree

Obey me my puppet
My every whim and command
Dance my puppet
With a wave of my hand

Hide away my puppet
For my own private show
Don’t run my puppet
You have nowhere to go

Weak puppet of flesh
Sign your name in blood
Worthless little puppet
Nipped at the bud

My weak little puppet
On my prison like stage
Cry alone little puppet
In your eternal cage.

Every Shield is a Weapon

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Dec 14th 2008

Tags:: human nature philosophical puppet
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At first the puppet master starts off nice. He lets the puppet know he's crontolling her, but makes it seem as if that makes her more beautiful. Then he cuts her off from others and makes sure she's only his. When you gives up all outside contact for him he begins to tell her his dissatisfied with her so she'll work harder at what he wants. In the end the puppet master has her trapped and she's completely helpless to escape.

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dark thief Says:

I really like this one. It can be meant couple wise or atleast friendship wise...like only using them for their own gain...

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settithir Says:

did puppets suddenly become such a huge topic for writing? I just wrote like 3 puppet things I saw like five more in the club recently, Kara's always been obsessed with puppets now you too?
anyways nice poem it conveys its meaning well.

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