Oliver the Octopus is talented indeed,
In the ocean orchestra he’s all they ever need.
With one arm he conducts, with another arm he strums,
With another two he bangs a beat upon the ocean drums.
With his fifth he holds a flute and he blows a pretty tune,
The notes sound out so soft and sweet that all the mermaids swoon.
His sixth arm holds an oboe. His seventh arm, a cello.
He really is amazing, this aquatic, music fellow.
He wears a dashing suit and is always looking sharp.
And with his final arm he plays upon a golden harp.
From North and South, from East and West,
Sea creatures swim from all around
For this eight-legged wonder!