Meatball Puppet [#twitterfoundpoem, September 14, 2010]
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Spitting Image puppet masters
more Spitting than masters.
you are what you meat:
whatever we're calling this meat
that you puppet.
you mastered the meatball,
you overpowered your host,
and whatever we're calling this rotting flesh meatball
it sure isn't human.
A person could die here.
Bound in Blood rubbish,
the meatball of masters
is human flesh.
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