Just a bit of voodoo

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Just a bit of voodoo,
Old and worn.
Some of me new and
Some of me torn.

When my owner's angry,
Pain is born.
Stick a pin and feel her scorn!

Once I was a feed sack,
Filled with oats.
And my best friends were
The pigs and goats.

Then I went up river
On a boat.
Now I wear direction notes!

I am just a dolly,
Filled with sand.
I cause you pain by
My owner's hand.

Delivering your curses
On demand.
This is not what I had planned!

This poem should be sung to the tune of I'm a little teapot!
Day 6 - Prompt: "Voodoo Chile" Feeling possessive?
Written for: "7 Day Poetry Challenge!"  [13+].