100
Born as a wooden boy,
I could not lie,
For others could see them
Through my wooden nose that grew as long as my lies.
Jiminy cricket came along,
There to be my conscience,
And my best friend
And lead the way to help me not li.
But I got myself into trouble.
I met some bad boys,
But before I knew it,
They were turned into donkeys
Because I was made of wood,
I could only sprout ears and tale.
I fell into the water, and I was a donkey no more.
Father’s love,
Now I’m a real boy.


50
Born as a wooden boy,
I could not lie,
For others could see them
Through my wooden nose that grew as long as my lies.
Jiminy cricket came along,
There to be my conscience,
And my best friend
And lead the way to help me not lie.
I am real.


25
Born as a wooden boy,
I could not lie,
For others could see them.
I learned not to lie,
And now I’m a real boy.

10
Born as a wooden boy,
Turned to a real boy.

4
My name is Pinocchio.