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I've got no strings
To hold me down
To make me fret, or make me frown
I had strings
But now I'm free
There are no strings on me
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
That's the only way to go
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me
Hi-ho the me-ri-o
I'm as happy as can be
I want the world to know
Nothing ever worries me
I've got no strings
So I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings
But you can see
There are no strings on me

lyrics "I've got no strings" Pinocchio

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Posted on 08/07/2007 10:26 PM

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	sockmonkey: 08/07/2007 11:13 PM If only we could all learn how to live, becoming real, from a wooden puppeted toy. And, then, learn not to take it all too far. I've always thought that there is a lot to learn from children's stories. xoxoc
	beansidhe: 08/08/2007 2:08 AM I'm glad you got it. I have re-read things you wrote me in the past. I think you are splendid.
	markw: 08/08/2007 11:15 PM someone's in a good mood?
	beansidhe: 08/09/2007 2:09 AM Sure...good mood. More like the refusal to be controlled or manipulated. Some events in my life tangled me up in strings (and I let them) and now I am taking care of that.
	markw: 08/09/2007 11:16 PM moving is a pretty dramatic version of cutting the strings where ya going?
	beansidhe: 08/10/2007 1:34 AM condo, close-ish....closer to towns and people.