Puppets
I’m a Puppet
We all are
Playing a Game
Like a deck of shuffled cards
Good and bad are Our chance
But, in the end, winning isn’t always the way to dance.
Sometimes losing may be an allusion
And so I say, Nomatter how you fair, keep’ a cruising.
A joker card can always be played
Or an Ace can be drawn,
But with 5’s or 10’s- still nothing wrong.
Break those ties, be the master.
Puppet Queen the Puppet Dream.
It’s what we’re all after.
Copyright © Olivia Schwickerath | Year Posted 2022
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