Master of Puppets (Quatern)

Tugging the strings of your puppet,
you can control their every move,
make them bow to your ever whim,
and then just drop them when you're done.

You stand in the shadows,
tugging the strings of your puppet,
watching them follow your commands,
while no one sees your face.

You let your puppets do your work,
only to swoop in and reap the rewards,
tugging the strings of your puppet,
in order to mask the betrayal.

A great puppeteer you have become,
and with you the show never ends,
waving with one hand while the other is,
tugging the strings of your puppet.

*Quatern: a poem with four stanzas, 4 lines in each stanza. The first line repeats in the second line of the second stanza, the third line of the third stanza and the fourth line of the fourth stanza *

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