Oh Trent, Where Art Thou?

This is my narrative poem (or atleast all that i can remember without my book).

Into a family Trent was born,
But only 3 legs had he.
His family had 5 legs more,
They were octopuses you see.

He was teased and hurt by many others,
'Specially a fish called puff.
But he could trust was his 8-legged mother,
Although all else was rough.

(And thats all i can remember for now, i will put more on tomorrow when i bring the book home.)