by DonnyBoy

Created on: October 21, 2009

Pull the strings.

Make me move.

Move a finger, make me groove.

Slide a thumb, show you care.

Run your fingers through your hair.

Point your hands, in charades work.

Make me sit, or make me jerk.

Pull a finger, make me fart.

Pose your hand to act a part.

Whatever you do I'll do I suppose,

I just won't dig gold up my nose.

The life of a puppet can boring as hell,

always portraying the part, in I can never tell.

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