Poems by me

The lonely puppet

Lonely puppet sits in his box
Lonely puppet cries all night
Lonely puppet doesn't care no more
Lonely puppet hides from light

While lonely puppet sits In His box
And all the others not caring for him
He wishes he wasn't lonely
But he sits there ripping by his rims

Lonely puppet sits in his box
Slowly and painfully beginning to rot
He sits, waiting like a Jack in the box
Moving only slightly, only from what he has got

Lonely puppet finally gives up...
Lonely puppet can't even crawl...
So lonely puppet sits in his box
Waiting, for the inevitable...