Whose Bread I Eat His Songs I Sing Poem by Patti Masterman
Whose Bread I Eat His Songs I Sing
Rating: ★5.0
Media puppets have invisible strings,
Just pull on the handle, the puppet will sing-
He'll sing any song feudal lords prefer;
To media puppets, the truth's just a blur.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
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4/25/2024 3:13:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great poem written well with nice texture and imagery. I really liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'An advice' on page 4.