Bold and Brash: Courtesy of Squidward Tentacles
Yellows, oranges, whites, and greys.
He thinks his “masterpiece” deserves so much praise.
An egg-shaped eye with a rectangle pupil,
And tentacles in two sets of duple.
Blotches of paint, here and there,
He’s not even wearing underwear.
Groovy, Abstract, or whatever you may call it,
This lead me to believe cephalopods are alcoholics.
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