As he lay on his back <br />This lady polecat <br />Gave him no slack <br />As atop him she sat <br /> <br />She hoped from this liar <br />She’d get an injection <br />To fulfill her desire <br />With his nosey projection <br /> <br />She knew if he lied <br />His wooden proboscis <br />Would grow and she’d guide <br />His lengthened faux schnoz-kiss <br /> <br />She hoped he’d be nosey <br />And give her a trip <br />He could make her life rosy <br />His nose was a pip <br /> <br />She begged for a tweak <br />That she hoped would be coming <br />From his long wooden beak <br />From his long wooden plumbing <br /> <br />When Pinnochio arose <br />He did ring her bell <br />She loved his grown nose <br />That was shafted so well <br /> <br />And now she’s content <br />She’s been thoroughly woodied <br />She was really well sent <br />And Pinnochio goodied <br /> <br />She thanks the old man <br />Who lived in a ghetto <br />She’s the nosed content fan <br />Of old man, Geppetto<br /><br />Stanley Cooper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pinnochio-sequel-nosey-around/
