My first blog- A poem

Puppet Master

Tie the knot, one, two times

Each thread costs but a dime

Puppet, oh, you will be mine 

When I fix you, you will look very fine

I’ll hang you up, where you won’t move

There’s nothing left for you to do 

Soon, just soon, you will see

Why you should belong to me

Tie the knot, two, three times more

Then you go, hanging out the door.

(I do not write poems too often, so please forgive me if this isn’t good)