Oliver Octopus, obtuse over his obstinate bosses
Even with eight arms, everyday he's embroiled with excess of work
I'm severely stressed! Sheepishly says the somber sap
Rapidly reacting to the clock, raring to remove his ragged self
Finally! Oliver says in obvious ovation to the ongoing tick tock
Elated Oli eagerly exits, excited to experience his day in excess
Terrible traffic takes too much time, today is too short
Finally home safe, he savors his seaweed, satisfied and surreal
- 9/28/20
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Garrulous
PoetryA collection of poems based around whatever was running through my mind at the time. Whether it be my life experiences or just a dumb idea I thought of. Feel free to hop around to whatever poem catches your eye, they vary widely in tone and theme. I...
