Octopus Tentacles

Firstly, repetitive prose really gets up my beak,
because you can do better if you choose to seek,
secondly, love poems are 'done' since 'Unimaginable,'
enough to make me squirt ink instead of using it to write.

Using third gear is enough to make you chug,
although some are hellbent on giving a big hug,
let's be forthright - twist and turn if you wish,
remember I'm a higher echelon, not a goddamn fish.

Let's hang my five, draped over a scallop's shell grinning,
no sour grapes, nothing further's come my way since winning;
two Scottish ladies talking, one says: 'What do you do
about sex?' The other replied: 'About sex, I have mae tea!'

Seven was heaven when I slithered on the beach in Devon,
yes, they do have us there although I won't be going again;
eight completed my ensemble and nice set of charms,
may not be the same next time with a farewell to arms.