Sometimes a lie is hard as wood.
Sometimes is a lie as hard as wood.
Is it made almost human, but still a
doll, of which life has no root.
A piece or a branch of a tree, it is not
always clear. You will be aware of
his maker, when his long nose sets
itself free.
Not real for human, but a lookalike of
wood; fools the harlequin his world in
the best way no other one ever could.
Pinokkio, a rascal, in his world of make
believe. His lies are not the world's worst,
that it will make to feel grief.
Because it will not be the harlequins,
that take our world to war; that is the reason
why a long wooden-nose lie will not be
a human sorrow more.
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