I'm so sorry about not updating. And I'm so sorry @jenny687. Not only for this being a horrible poem but for taking so long. Forgive me.
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Your strings I control.
Your life I rule.
You're my puppet.
And only I pull the strings.
If you disobey,
There's a price to pay.
Be warned.
Or you maybe scorned.
The strings that connect,
Are game and set.
You're my pawn.
I choose what you do.
My petty puppet
You have no clue.
Of the horrible things I make you do.
My petty puppet hear my call.
One wrong move and you will fall.
I hear your prays.
But you will not stray.
For you are my petty puppet.
And you will do as I say.
