Pinocchio's Profits

There once was a boy

Who wasn’t a boy.

Made out of wood,

he was forever stuck in his childhood.

However, whenever he lied,

No matter how hard he tried,

His nose would grow

And it wouldn’t grow slow.

Until one day

His father did say

“Pinocchio, we will use your nose

And make a profit, I suppose.”

After that Pinocchio would neglect the truth

Throughout his unchanging youth.

Harvesting the wood,

They used it the best way they could.

Because the boy’s nose had much potential

They opened a shop that only sold pencils.