A famished birth, and truthfully quite dotty, Together with a friend, their music quite spotty. Playing for a meal, perhaps to savor, The tortellini of his friend's mom, a flavor So close to the church where lessons occurred, Coincidence? No, their intent was assured. Eating a bit, growing steadily, He studied design in Milan, quite readily. Where dining was costly, an arm and a leg, Sketches, alas, wouldn't serve as a peg. Lorenzo, the author, illustrator, and more, An animator, with dreams galore. Perhaps the craziest of his schemes, "Puppets all mad," or so it seems. You'll find them on Instagram and TikTok, But should you search? Better not, just gawk. Just think, to eat, what lengths he'd devise, The lengths one goes, creativity-wise.