In a faraway land, lived a wooden lad with a nose that could grow, Pinocchio the puppet, always ready to go.

One day, he dreamed of riches grand, so he spun tall tales across the land. 'I'm a rich chaebol, you see,' he claimed with a smile, hoping the princess would stay with him a while.

But oh, his nose began to grow, with every lie that he would sow. It grew so long, it reached the sky, and soon, poor Pinocchio couldn't fly!

His nose, it twitched, and it wiggled too, making a sound like a trumpet's 'toot-toot'! The people laughed, the princess sighed, as Pinocchio's lies were nowhere to hide.

But as the truth came shining bright, Pinocchio learned to keep things right. No more lies or tales spun fine, just honesty from this lad made of pine.

So, from that day on, in the kingdom grand, Pinocchio's honesty spread across the land. With a nose that no longer grows, he lived happily, everyone knows.