Driftwood: a Fairy Tale

<br>So he would sulk and drink and mope<br><br>And cross his arms and hope to die.<br><br>And then a fairy came one night<br><br>To bring this sorry boy to life.<br><br>She pulled some strings<br><br>And spun him about.<br><br>That boy sprang up<br><br>And began to shout,<br><br>"my arms, my legs, my heart, my face<br><br>Theyre alive!"<br><br>And she would cry, "liar, liar!<br><br>What have I done? <br><br>Youre no lover, and Im no fighter."<br><br><br><br>(the story goes on)<br><br><br><br>So he would buy her things and kiss her hair<br><br>To show he was for real.<br><br>And she would take those gifts and kisses<br><br>Though just stringing him along.<br><br>She knew about those wooden boys-<br><br>Its an empty love to fill the void.<br><br>"pinocchio! oh boy, how your nose has grown!"<br><br>So he would cry, "liar, liar!<br><br>Ill prove it to you!"<br><br>But then it grew - and he walked all night long<br><br>til he was stopped by the shore of the ocean.<br><br>But still he walked on, amongst the whales<br><br>And the waves, and screamed<br><br>"liar, liar!"<br><br>And his wooden body floated away.<br><br>He just drifed away.<br><br><br><br>And now I wonder how I was made...<br><br>My arms, my legs, my heart, my face,<br><br>My name is driftwood.