A Real Boy

Would you want a wooden nose?

Tell a lie, and then it grows.

Fresh baked cookies, you take a sniff.

Rewarded with a stale & wooden whiff.

To see you use a painted eye,

then ditch that annoying cricket spy.

Listen with elongated donkey ears,

from smoking cigars and drinking beers.

Inside a whale you take a look.

Dance a jig as the wires are shook.

J.A.Scott