Pinocchio
Pinocchio broke down in tears and cried
For love had flown away and broke his pride
Though he has a wooden heart
It gets sore and it does smart
Not having his precious doll by his side.
You are truly loved Pinocchio dear
Of that you truly have nothing to fear
It is clear when you appear
To all you are someone dear
And your persona is still in top gear.
His sweetheart met him on a moonlit night
Beneath the stars the two cuddled up tight
Pinocchio's poor heart broke
When his sweet girl puppet spoke
And told him that for her he just wasn't right.
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