The Octopus Poem by Josey Alfred

She was a babe, so mild and sweet
All loved her charm and smiling greets
She smiled like a fairy, in sleep
Like the moon having a silent nap

Her mum a crook had shifty smile!
Beneath the veil, her canny smile.
She trained her angel, to be a witch!
And hide her intent, with caution rich.

She grew up like a willful child,
She wore an angel’s smile, so mild.
With wooing smile and gilded mask
She was a felon, with a silky mask

She hooked a man, healthy rich groom,
Made him dance to, her whim, ” his gloom”
Withheld him from his kit and kin,
And kept him a stooge, cruel his pain!

She grabbed his peace, and so his wealth,
And force him far from, ways of truth.
And drove him out from ways of mirth,
And fried him in her, narrow hearth.

She held him tamed, but found him gone
He dropped fetters, and ran off soon
To be just sane or be a man!
He freed himself from octopus.
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