As the Red Hot Chili Peppers once sung….Bob Marley, poet and a puppet. Bob Marley, totally magnetic. Or something like that. Every little thing is going to be all right when you’ve got a Bob Marley Magnetic Finger Puppet. So no woman, no cry, this ain’t no crazy baldhead puppet, this is not Mr. Brown, a clown, this is Bob Marley. So get up stand up, because one good thing about puppets is that when they get hit, they feel no pain. So strike the hammer while the iron is hot, for how long shall they kill our puppets, while we stand aside and look? Lively up yourself, turn your lights down low buffalo soldier, and put some Bob on (your hand or your fridge).