A fairytale has been told about me, Like the ugly duckling, but with my skin all bumpy and green, I hop and hop and hope you grant my wish, For all I need is true loves kiss, If you reject my advances, I will just gloat, For I am not a little ...?

A pirate taught me how to swear, Now every sailor gives me a glare, I can be your wingman, I'll lean on your shoulders like none can, Secrets are something I can't keep, And everything you tell me I repeat.

Oh heavens, as slow as molasses in January, this creature lounges like a granny on a Sunday afternoon. Moving along with the leisure of a noon shadow, it teaches patience like a warm hug from yesteryears.

To be in a stressful situation, or floating in a jar of brine.

Marine biologists have discovered it takes this many tickles to make an octopus laugh