However I live is stringless gift,
I need neither wind, nor string
nor tail,
nor even kite,
to generate lift
- or at least I hope,
and at most I'll fail.
I'm not the kind of puppet
to dangle from strings, or hang
from rope, or at least I hope.
I'm the other kind.
The kind with wings,
and an infinite arm
stuck up my behind
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