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Pinocchio Poems - Poems about Pinocchio

Premium Member - Give Me A Minute Or Two Pinocchio -
Promises are shown as silhouettes to the world even if it's madness - the people have spoken No one feels guilty for how things turn out Respect withers the ears shrink Black and white perspective ...

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Categories: pinocchio, crazy, world,
Form: Free verse
TALKING TO PINOCCHIO
Pinocchio why do you Continue to lie all the time Knowing that when you do Your nose just grows and grows Until it gets cut off ...

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Categories: pinocchio, child, how i feel,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member Admiring Pinocchio Dragman
Pinnochio dragman brought the circus class With his painted purple shoes and his bit of sass He is a fancy one someone was wise to say I agreed automatically, watching him enjoy his day Some tried to make fun, but he would have none of that. He knows himself, and confidently wears a silly hat. Pinnochio dragman is my hero, he...

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Categories: pinocchio, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Life Should Be Like Disneyland
Life Should Be Like Disneyland Life should be like Disneyland, Everyday a little bit of Never Never Land, Dreams fill your heart, They give us a new start, A delightful way to fill the day, Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse, Spread happiness your way, And my way, They lift you out of the doldrums, Of everyday life, All the pain and strife, But then we get swept...

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Categories: pinocchio, dream, fantasy, happiness, life,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Pinocchio
Pinocchio spies scissors - no strings attached or just a mere puppet?...

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Categories: pinocchio, freedom,
Form: Monoku



Pinocchio the Untold Story
He carried the old man into the woods to watch the body slowly decay. The sun, wind and rain prepared Geppetto's corpse until it was fit to be new growth for the soil Pinocchio watched patiently, the trees did not mourn, and the puppet could not. He had seen children cry and wondered why? A time came when he simply had to be still; to...

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Categories: pinocchio, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Pinocchio Is Old
The wood is too seasoned, the grain hoary. the moppet has grown insane, its wood now riddled with timeless lies. A cat in a dark corner will not look at it. Mice cower under its grim shadow. In a twilit kitchen an old man mumbles as he gums a boiled egg while deranged eyes peer through walls. Pinocchio is old, he has been set...

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Categories: pinocchio, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member A Politician Like Pinocchio
If politicians were like Pinocchio, how long would you see their noses grow? ...

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Categories: pinocchio, political,
Form: Couplet
I Want To Be Pinocchio
I wanna be a tree A big ‘ol block of wood Just swayin’ in the breeze Suckin’ in the bad air and Letting out the good With squirrels climbing all over My branches tickling me Birds nesting ...

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Categories: pinocchio, depression, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member - Pinocchio -
The adventures of Pinocchio - His Italian growing nose ...

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Categories: pinocchio, death of a friend,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Pinocchio
Disney's Pinocchio comes to mind When Donald Trump's nose is really defined Totaling 1,543 lies Obviously wins first prize This is the U.S. Prez, we must remind...

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Categories: pinocchio, leadership,
Form: Limerick
Pinocchio Evloves Prose Poem
He carried the old man into the woods, and watched the body slowly decay. In the end, after the sun had prepared the corpse it seemed that the moon had consumed it. The trees did not mourn, and Pinocchio - could not; although Geppetto had been his only companion for decades. He had seen children cry...

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Categories: pinocchio, mythology,
Form: Prose Poetry
Pinocchio Is Old
The wood is too seasoned, the grain grown hoary. A cat dozes in a corner of darkness, it will not look at the puppet. In a twilit kitchen an old man grumbles. His joints are dry, they creak as he gums a boiled egg. Oak eyes open wide. Pinocchio is old. Stringy sinews dangle his crotched frame. Hollow veins grind inside the sullen cage of his breast. Made to deceive...

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Categories: pinocchio, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Potential Pinocchio Who Is a Pest
Potential Pinocchio Who Is A Pest When people may be potential Pinocchio's, Lately have they looked at their long nose, Face extended; With blended, And we should suppose grows and grows. Jim Horn...

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Categories: pinocchio, allegory, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Pinocchio
DONALD HAS A VERY BIG PET AN ORANGE HEADED WOODPECKER WHO HE HAS NAMED PINOCCHIO IS THAT JUST ANOTHER LIE OR THE REASON FOR SO MANY...

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Categories: pinocchio, fantasy, hilarious, humor, humorous,
Form: Free verse

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