A weeping walking stick
Carved with love into a marionette
Brought to life with a magic wand
Kicked him and ran away
Had him thrown in jail
Swatted away the chirping insect
Fell asleep by the fire
Woke up with my feet scorched off
He freed
And fashioned me new feet and fed me a pear
Books for my first day
Traded for ticket for the show
Earned five golden coins
Hung upside down by a fox and a feline
The enchantress saved me and tells me not to lie
Robbed and thrown in prison
Bailed out by a chicken farmer
Watching out for weasels
And given my freedom
He’s not home, he made a boat to search for me
I must find him and throw myself into the sea
Hard work has brought me flesh
Now I’m on an island of careless fun
I begin to resemble an ***
He hawing off a cliff
Swallowed by a fish only to find him
We are safe but he is sick
The enchantress comes once more
He is well and I’m a real boy
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 6:32 AM UTC
A weeping walking stick
Carved with love into a marionette
Brought to life with a magic wand
Kicked him and ran away
Had him thrown in jail
Swatted away the chirping insect
Fell asleep by the fire
Woke up with my feet scorched off
He freed
And fashioned me new feet and fed me a pear
Books for my first day
Traded for ticket for the show
Earned five golden coins
Hung upside down by a fox and a feline
The enchantress saved me and tells me not to lie
Robbed and thrown in prison
Bailed out by a chicken farmer
Watching out for weasels
And given my freedom
He’s not home, he made a boat to search for me
I must find him and throw myself into the sea
Hard work has brought me flesh
Now I’m on an island of careless fun
I begin to resemble an ***
He hawing off a cliff
Swallowed by a fish only to find him
We are safe but he is sick
The enchantress comes once more
He is well and I’m a real boy
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