pinochio put on a better mask

You claim what you sow,

Yet you offer no evidence?

When the winter comes,

your begging for residence?

So show me dear friend,

Where is this greatness?

Show us my acquaintance,

Where is the excess?

Maybe you're drowning in your own glory;

Too much to keep a float.

For some reason though I don't trust your story;

As i watch your nose start to grow.

 

Reviews

[Legion]

Love the title and the distrust in this. When reading it, I couldn't help but think of the story of the grasshopper and the ant for some reason. Good work.