I have a body like the rest,
But have no soul to work its best,
I move around on a stage,
But only following my master's play,
Dressed like a learned one, I may be,
But, believe me, my head is empty,
You may see me alive and kicking,
But, I am only a puppet on a string.
But have no soul to work its best,
I move around on a stage,
But only following my master's play,
Dressed like a learned one, I may be,
But, believe me, my head is empty,
You may see me alive and kicking,
But, I am only a puppet on a string.
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