What happens beyond ‘They lived happily ever after’?
Ever since Pinocchio lied to the customers 9-to-5,
under the terms of his employment contract.
Now his nose doesn’t provoke peals of laughter,
Pinocchio’s settled down and even has half a mind to wive.
Yes, Pinocchio achieved everything… but something he has lacked.
That’s why on Sundays he secretly runs away to the wood,
leans against a tree and whispers silly tall tales.
He strikes roots, he revels in blissful repose…
And with foolish raptures, like in childhood,
Pinocchio looks at two magpies with long tails
that have nestled down to gossip on his branchy nose.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2016
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Thank you for liking my blog post and I enjoyed reading some of your lyrical poems and look forward to reading an essay of yours.😁
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That’s very kind of you! Please feel free to look around a little more. There’s plenty to enjoy (and, yes, even an essay or two!). 🙂
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Beautiful post, love the words.
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Tati thanks you, Joel! 🙂
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You’re welcome Tony.
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Oh, I do love this. ❤
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It’s so good, isn’t it! 🙂
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Fantastic piece of writing! I especially love the end!
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It’s like this sweet little twist to the tale. I like it too! 🙂
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