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 © | Year Posted 2015

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Bateman Avatar
July 4, 2015 at 1:59 AM
I like this one Peter!! Popeye was one of my childhood favorites many moons ago growing up in Kansas during the 1950s-1960s. A Great Write!! Best Wishes, Gary
Konos Avatar
May 26, 2015 at 7:21 AM
Loved It! Thanks
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