Oh, how do I love thee,
let me count the tentacles.
I love thee to the tops and tips
Of you lovely Squid.
I don’t care that you tried
To eat my cousin Sid.
When I have opened my parasol,
It reminds me of you, in all.
(My Squid-like parasol.)
Your inky voice calling my name,
Sounds like muwahaaaaaaa.
– Emmett Davenport