Starfish
Starfish, all sprawly and slow.
A goofy, lovable mess,
with arms that wiggle and go.
They are like two souls tangled up,
in a gentle seaweed sway.
Their slow dance with the tides,
is a sweet, sweet sway.
They don't care about fitting in.
They just chill and find their smack.
Starfish take up space on
the ocean floor with no flack.
They are not hiding anymore.
They are the ultimate rebels
in their own unique way.
Openly swimming
in the waters sway.
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