Once upon Pinnochio




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Once pinochio told his lie
The world looked upon him
and we did sigh
how empty are your dollars?
A silk purse
from a beaten hand
the blackbird perched right where you stand
The crinkle of age
beneath the fold
we are fading this im told
and yet
how empty are your dollars friend?
For me to smile and much pretend
the wake of life
The shoe on foot
I wipe the years of
Chimney soot
and yea though i say
How empty are your dollars friend?

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