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S R Mats
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21h
An Octopus Garden Beckons
Out in the deep, they say
The octopuses play.
I stand desiring to see, but
Of course, it's hidden from me
So I dream, and I'm not even asleep.
I dream of an octopus garden
Coming clearly into view.
An octopus waves all 8 arms
Welcoming me and you.
Then we sit down to tea, wee!
"Feel free, feel free!" they chime.
"There's plenty here, you see.
We love the cracked lobster.
The sea cucumber sandwiches
Are divine!"
Come, join us in the garden, supine.
Written by
S R Mats
F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)
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