Octopus arms, yes that’s what they call me!
Saving objects in my poor tea
Poems for Children by Mama Grace
Octopus arms, yes that’s what they call me!
Saving objects in my poor tea
There’s Nothing you can do,
I’m looking out for you
And even though I know it’s so hard,
It’s going to be your bodyguard.
These leads are like tails, you don’t know what they’ll do,
It’s important that you don’t touch, as they could harm you.
When I’m in, I’m sitting with the hero.
Cruising along with my personal halo.
You’ll have fun on your bum.
I’ll be a happy mum.
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