You know, I was thinking about the giant squid last night. I painted a squid above my bureau which is very similar but it doesn't look quite as sagely as the real one. He's a very prolific poet. He wrote me this haiku once.
Swim up to the sun, Bring me my breakfast, pupils! Toast toast toast crisps toast.
He wrote me a sonnet once, as well. I wish I could remember it.