Master of Puppets

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    Master of Puppets

     You know how to
    seduce me
    to reduce me
    to tears

    You know how to
    push me
    to make me scream
    in ecstasy

    You know how to
    play me
    to make me obey
    every command

    You know how to
    be the master of puppets
    to jerk my strings
    each and every way

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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