Finn wanted a poem about octopuses starting a punk band. Knowing that Finn is a born performer, I included some stage directions.
We’re the octopodes
We’re the punks of the seas
We don’t play by the rules
And we sometimes climb trees
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
Oc! To! Po! Des!
On vocals, there’s ‘Poda
You cannot control her
She’ll escape any tank
That you think’s gonna hold her
(Disturbing tentacle dancing)
Lead guitar is terrific
He’s Giant Pacific
Or G-Pac for short,
If we’re being specific
(Insane tentacle guitar solo)
Meet Blue-Ring, on drums
With their looks set to stun
You can look, but don’t touch
Mess with them, and you’re done.
(Unhinged tentacle drumming)
And there’s Dumbo, on bass
Such a cute little face!
He can play crazy chords
And his rhythm is ace
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
Oc! To! Po! Des!
If you think we’re all talk
Then you’re in for a shock
So come join us right now
For some octopunk rock!
Tom Juniper Poetry 