Older Puppet Ode (newly composed)

Onward I go,
North to Ontario.
Flying First Class air;
I'll soon be there.

I'm travelling with no name,
But smiling just the same.
Clinton says I'm one-of-a-kind;
None other like me you will find.

I'm bringing my own case, too.
Cozy and cushioned; totally new!
Gather your audiences, John,
Together we'll take 'em on.

Like you, I'm eager to work for the Master.
Hey, Capt. - Can't you move this plane any faster?

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