The Clumsy Octopus

In coral castles, bright and bold, A rainbow reef, a story told, Of bubbles dancing, sunbeams bright, And creatures swimming, day and night.

An octopus named Ollie, quite the sight, Got tangled in seaweed, with all his might! Eight arms a-flailing, a squishy plight, Poor Ollie sighed, "Oh, what a night!"

A little Fish, with scales of green, Zipped close to Ollie, a helpful scene. "I'll nibble the seaweed, quick and keen!" He chirped, his tiny fins a-gleam.

A grumpy Crab, with shell so grand, Scurried over from the sandy land. "Those pesky weeds, I understand! I'll snip them loose with my strong hand!"

They worked together, one, two, three, Fish nibbling, Crab snipping, wild and free! Ollie the Octopus, finally he, Popped from the tangle, happy as can be!

He wiggled and giggled, gave a grateful squeeze, To Fish and to Crab, who brought him ease. "I'll practice swimming, if you please, And never get tangled in seaweed, if you believe!"

Ollie the Octopus, no longer so slow, Learned to swim gracefully, to and fro. He danced through the reef, putting on a show, The Clumsy Octopus, now all aglow!