I'M Popeye the Sailor Man
I’m Popeye the sailor man! I eat spinach squeezed
out of a can; but Bluto is crucial, no matter how
brutal, to me opening, such a large spinach can.
And Pluto the dog, he gets lost in a fog, while Bluto
ties up Olive Oil.
Thus, my muscles grow larger, by raiding nature’s
larder, for I take them straight out of the can.
And Olive I rescue, from quicksand or train, for I
have usurped, the big fellah’s game.
So nothing can stop me, on USA soil, from rescuing
my darling, my dear Olive Oil.
Then when into my arms, I do gently urge her, stumbles
in Wimpy for a tasty cheese burger;
But ructions soon follow, and on my boot he does wallow;
and into the sunset go Popeye and brave Olive Oil.
Composed for the Cartoon Character Comp
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2015
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