I Wish I Were An Octopus

I wish I were an octopus I’d swim around and make a fuss and with my legs all spread askew I’d grab some fish and make fish stew. Then I’d go swim into a cave I’d go deep down, not be afraid I’d poke and tickle a catfish and open clams, do what I wished. And when a sea storm came along I’d stick like glue and be so strong sometimes I’d need to hide away from bigger fish who hunt and prey. If I am out or nearly caught I’d squirt and make an inky blot how fun to be so mischievous I wish I were an octopus!