I am a puppet
no more
no less
my Master moves my lipr,
makes beautiful sounds
come to life.
they are so wonderful
I should wonder what sounds come from
me.

I practice when Master's back is
turned
so I may
surprise
him once I am ready.
each day
my sounds grow stronger
they are so lovely,
I'm sure Master will be pleased
so when I am finally ready
I sing for him.

but Master is angry,
oh, why is he angry?
"puppets do not sing
for their sounds aren't worth
hearing!"

now I am scared
to make a sound
or Master won't think
me a good puppet.
after all,
puppets don't
sing.