Monday, July 22, 2013

Octonauts, A Poem

Just for fun, I posted this on my short stories page, and I thought it might fit this page better.
 
 
 In our undersea lab, 
We breathe and live,
Life is not drab,
So much to give.
 

 


My friends and I,
Are furry pals,
Who really try,
To save animals.
 

A lobster’s son,
May need some help,
Leg number one,
Is wrapped in the kelp.
 
Some will come,
And go with the tide,
Others will stay,
Along for the ride.
 
 

A critter or two,
May give us the slip,
But Kwazii is who,
Is fast as a whip.
 
Peso is there,
To bandage and cure,
He knows where,
To apply pressure.
 
Southern and furry,
Tweak is a bunny,
She’ll fix in a hurry,
Because she’s no dummy.
 
Captain Barnacles,
Sounds the Octo-Alert,
Usually while,
The ship is inert.
 

Dashi’s cam lens,
Goes “Snap, Snap, Snap,”
At the sound of sirens,
“I’m on it, Cap!”
 
A pink octopus,
Professor Inkling,
Founded Octonauts, thus,
He’s like a sea king,
 
The Vegimals are,
A fun little posse,
Their words are bizarre,
Their temperments, saucy.
 
“Jumping Jellyfish!”
“Fascinating!”
Dr. Shellington,
Is pretty amazing.
 
 
Now that you know,
Them all by their name,
Maybe you’ll go,
And never be the same.
 
Animals need saving,
At sea and on land,
Let’s all do something,
Let’s give them a hand.
 
It would be easy,
To stop all the hurt,
Don’t be uneasy,
Just be alert!
 
Love all your pets,
And animals who aren’t,
Their unspoken thanks,
Is a wonderful present.
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