gipeddo

I like to be
Your dainty wooden puppet
I like it when you pull my strings
I like the way
You make me dance about
I like the way you make me sing

I love the way
You regulate my life
I love it that you have control
I'm locked inside
Your sturdy wooden prison
I never want to get parole

At first I
Only wanted to escape
I only wanted to break free
But now I
Hope I never have to go
I love it when you punish me


 

(c) 2003 J Baugher