Submitted By: ScrapHappyLibrarian

Although it seems
That I'm all arms,
Some other organs
Give me charm.
I have a mouth
With which to feed.
A tiny stomach
Is all I need.
And though, it's true:
I have no brain,
I'm still a staró
I can't complain.

Author: Douglas Florian
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