February 9, 2012
By Jared Story BRONZE, Waverly, Nebraska
Jared Story BRONZE, Waverly, Nebraska
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There once was a puppet named Pinocchio
Living a sad life of woe
All his days he dreamed dreamily
Of being a boy in reality

He had a nose with strange powers
It grew whenever he lied and cowered
Then one day while walking through town,
Something happened that flipped his frown!

He was a real boy!
He cried tears of joy
His shopkeeper cried, “Oh, ho!”
And thus ends the tale...
Of a puppet named Pinocchio!

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