Pinnochio

Pinnochio
I noticed your limp today.
And couldn’t help but wonder.
If it’s all catching up with you.
Your nose does seem longer
And you’re always telling lies
So, could the tale be true?

If the tale were true
Wouldn’t that be a hoot?
The kids could finally spend
Quality time with you.
We could attach some strings.
And, take you where we go.
You’d never miss a ball game.
You’d never miss a show.

Of course, we’d change your name.
They’d no longer call you “Dad”.
How’s Pinnochio?
That doesn’t sound half bad.

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