I have a squid.
His name is Inky.
He's very squishy.
He's very stinky.
Squids require baths on a regular basis.
I took him for a walk.
We went to the mall.
Sometime around noon.
He got stuck in the bathroom stall.
Squids need the larger handicap stalls.
We went out for Pizza
At the local `Hut
Inky got upset
And punched me in the gut.
Squids don't much care for pizza.
Back at home by nine.
It was time for bed.
I was fast asleep,
But Inky... he was dead.
Squids don't make good long-term pets.