A fisheman knows where to look for an octopus.
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The Octopus
Tell me, O Octopus, I begs
Is those things arms, or is they legs?
I marvel at thee, Octopus;
If I were thou, I'd call me Us.
poem by Ogden Nash
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The Octopus
only one person
in the whole world
the way we say
there is only one god
a moving tentacle
slap it and the soul cringes
chop it and the octopus
is not the same again
the whole world trembles
to absorb loss of every soul
the way the octopus swirls
to its new state with a lost limb
the way everybody is to the whole
the one person, one god
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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An Ode to Paul
A soothe- saying invertebrate
Takes the world stage by storm
By accurately predicting winners
And by deduction the losers too
The ecstatic winners are thrilled
To offer him goodies and publish
Eulogies about his stunning feat
In accurately predicting their wins
The losers of course have their guns
Trained on the poor psychic octopus
Some onlookers observe the scene
With a quiet sense of amusement
As the creature hogs the headlines
“Preserve him, give him 24/7 security”
Shout the soccer tournament winners
“Get your pans ready for fried octopus
Hopefully Paul will make a tasty dish”
Shout the more distraught losers
The muse in me, sits back and wonders
“What is the world coming to - if our
Future lies in the tentacles of an octopus! ! ”
poem by Sandra Martyres
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A Spiked Balloon
A Puffer fish was in a cross huff,
he had suddenly run out of puff.
‘How can I keep my system alive,
when danger to me, might well arrive‘.
He met up with an electric Eel,
who said, ‘I do know just how you feel,
t’was shocking, when I lost my power,
all I could do was hide and cower‘.
An Octopus with tentacles long,
said, ’now come on, tell me what is wrong’,
And after he’d heard the sorry tale,
he had a word with his friend the Whale.
‘We’ve decided it’s a rest you need,
your life’s been lived at tremendous speed.
you must slow down and take things easy,
you’ll most likely be feeling queasy‘.
‘Take a week off and find somewhere nice,
your puff will reappear in a trice.
you’ve blown yourself and you require rest,
listen to us, we know what is best‘.
So, for a whole seven lazy days,
the Puffer fish, not one fin did raise.
He recouped his strength, and very soon,
his body became a spiked balloon.
He thanked Octopus, who left propelled,
also Whale, who he thought had excelled.
And though not now scared to face his foes,
Eel follows close, wherever he goes.
JUST IN CASE.! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Octupus
it is enough
that you know
about an octopus
eight hands
with lots of suckers
and a black
spray to lose
you on
your way
do not
associate.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The family, that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor in our innermost hearts never quite wish to.
quote by Dodie Smith
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Soccer Prediction!
Octopus soccer prediction
Decides the victory for world cup
Among nations for 2010!
poem by Ramesh T A
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japanese kite festival
a hornbill glides
to an octopus
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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World- spectacle, grips
like Octopus' tentacles;
True vision- illumines.
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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The family-that dear octopus from whese tentacles we never quite escape nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
quote by Dodie Smith
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Octopus
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word
Trip, trip to a dream dragon
Hide your wings in a ghost tower
Sails cackling at every plate we break
Cracked by scattered needles
The little minute gong
Coughs and clears his throat
Madam you see before you stand
Hey ho, never be still
The old original favorite grand
Grasshoppers green herbarian band
And the tune they play is in us confide
So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
Isnt it good to be lost in the wood
Isnt it bad so quiet there, in the wood
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed...
Well, the madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot
Cheat he cried shouting kangaroo
Its true in their tree they cried
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot
The winds they blew and the leaves did wag
Theyll never put me in their bag
The seas will reach and always seep
So high you go, so low you creep
The wind it blows in tropical heat
The drones they throng on mossy seats
The squeaking door will always squeak
Two up, two down well never meet
So merrily trip forgo my side
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Clowns & Jugglers
Trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word
Trip, trip to a dream dragon
Hide your wings in a ghost tower
Sails cackling at every plate we break
Was cracked by scattered needles
The little minute gong
Coughs and clears his throat
Madam you see before you stand
Hey ho, never be still
The old original favorite grand
Grasshoppers green herbarian band
And the tune they play is in us confide
So trip to heave and ho, up down, to and fro
You have no word
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
Isnt it good to be lost in the wood
Isnt it bad so quiet there, in the wood
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed...
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot
The winds they blew and the leaves did wag
Theyll never put me in their bag
The raging seas will always seep
So high you go, so low you creep
The wind it blows in tropical heat
The drones they throng on mossy seats
The squeaking door will always squeak
Two up, two down well never meet
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
Sit up, touching hips
To a madcap galloping chase
Cheat he cried shouting kangaroo
Its true in their tree they cried
Please leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride!
The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the talbot
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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BP An Indictment Crude
fresh oil inks the fertile sea not
from squid octopus origin
nature raped on a split tin can
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Talent without discipline is like an octopus on roller skates. There's plenty of movement, but you never know if it's going to be forward, backwards, or sideways.
quote by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
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Under The Sea Symphony
Under the sea
The octopus, sharks, sea turtle, and water snake lives
And they all swim on the water
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Octopi Opportunities
octopus opportunities searching
tentacles reaching
grasping opportunities eightfold
poem by Terence George Craddock
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They eat the dainty food of gamous chefs with the same pleasure with which they devour gross peasant dishes, mostly composed of garlic and tomatoes, or fisherman's octopus and shrimps, fried in heavily scented olive oil on a little deserted beach.
quote by Luigi Barzini
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They eat the dainty food of famous chefs with the same pleasure with which they devour gross peasant dishes, mostly composed of garlic and tomatoes, or fisherman's octopus and shrimps, fried in heavily scented olive oil on a little deserted beach.
quote by Luigi Barzini
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Disaster
Fish gathered
At the Sea bed
And It seems to be a big conference.
Curator, An Octopus reads the Protocol.
'Why these cruel human beings spill oil in our region?
They must find an alternative instead of oil.
We innocents travel without fuel
And never pollute the Ocean.
When these cut-throats learn the manners they invented? '
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Fragments - Lines 0213 - 0218
My heart, display toward all your friends a changeful character,
Adding into it the disposition that each one has.
Adopt the disposition of the octopus, crafty in its convolutions, which takes on
The appearance of whatever rock it has dealings with.
At one moment follow along this way, but at the next change the color of your skin:
You can be sure that cleverness proves better than inflexibility.