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MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
You like to **** in the wind,
But get upset when your clothes get wet.
You're not going to like what I have to say,
But I am just going to say it anyway.

A barking dog in high heels,
Stops my voice from raising above my breath.
Changing channels to change our minds,
You should just go ahead and off yourself.

You tell me what to say,
You tell me what I should listen to,
You tell me what I should play,
I can do what ever I want to do.

******* invertebrate!
You can't stand by yourself!
Jeanne Fiedler Nov 2015
Octopus your skilled dexterity
have given you great mastery
You reach out so intelligently
wavering and poking your arms at me
With your stain of peril you do dis me
Your great disguise I hardly see
You extricate your slippery self free
The depths of the ocean answer your plea
You are original, your shape especially
You dance with your arms so delicately
You are a magical creature of the sea
You live so different and obscurely
In rough, dark waters you bond so clearly
Your life remains a mystery
The traces and forms you make so sweetly
will win my respect so permanently
So much like you, I'd like to be
to live with you down in the sea
We would be friends, you and me
to achieve our mighty destiny
A sea creature less spoken and written about. I did a little research and felt inspired to write this poem.

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