Puppet Warfare

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Then all of his rage
And all of his feign
Couldn’t put those puppets
Together again...

He had a bad day
Came home from work
Went to his basement
Where his puppet children were.

He lifted their strings,
Smashed them together
Shredded their limbs
Stuck needles in their eyes.

As the puppet war raged
A smile crossed his face
In the world he was a failure,
But here he was King.

Till one by one
His puppet strings dissolved
Worn from their war
The broken puppets fall.

And all of his rage
And all of his feign
Couldn’t put those puppets
Together again.





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