Pinocchio

You claim what you sow,

Yet you offer no evidence?

When the winter comes,

you're 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.

 

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[boyinblue]

preetttty kwl ending. Got your point well across.