A cephalopod,
quite odd,
said,
"I think, therefore
I trod".
hello you adorable jet-propelled mollusk
so I hear you are related to squids
Octopus too? Well, that’s news!
Did you know that you are the only living cephalopod?
Where do you reside?
Where can I find you?
In open water and coral reefs
In the Pacific and Indian Ocean is what I have heard
I’m coming to visit
I want to see you curl yourself into your shell
I hear it’s really something to see!
“If you scratch my back,”
said the cuttlefish,
“I'll scratch yours, my dear,
for you're really quite a dish!”
“If we were to wed,
'neath overhead night starry,
upon the ocean bed,”
replied the calamari,
“just think,
when the ink
has dried,
together
we'll be tied,
I'll be your Belle,
you'll be my Beau,
and happily we'll be,
ever after... squid pro quo.”
Strokes of green and yellow,
Come out just to say hello.
Ballet in the sand;
Look at the position of his hand.
Bold and Brash;
This dancing is trash.
His routine came to a close;
Look at his position, he is frozen.
Tiny Argonaut
Nurturing her eggs
In the paper thin
Shell
Formed by womb-fluids…
You carry your children
Bear the father of them
To worlds unknown to my kind…
Tentacled cephalopod
Ancient octane ancestor
You remain a mystery to me…
I am so glad
You grace my sea.
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