A Puppet Like Yourself

They shove their hand up your back side

and make you talk the way they want you to talk

the smaller the hand the better

You’re made of the poorest fabrics

that’s how you left the factory

so many cost a whole lot more

You’d prefer to be on a string

that way you’d have some freedom

and appear to be somewhat real

You tell your master to get his paw out from inside you

he looks at you like he saw a ghost

you spoke to a human

You weren’t supposed to come alive in front of him

he throws you against the wall and screams

this hurt your polyester

The family dog is coming

and he puts you in his slobbery mouth

runs with you downstairs and starts to chew

You’re a puppet

and next thing you know, you kick the bucket.