Wallowing deep
Down in the excess
Of its own
Dark juice, the octopus is clearly
Rejoicing; surely such
Indulgence is no great sin, now
That imminent danger's over.
.
Still, as it waits motionless
On the bottom of the ocean,
Turning purple under the sand,
There's a lesson to be learnt here,
Fisherman, catch it if you can.
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