Orange Octopus

I possess eight feet
Or you might call them hands
I leave wiggly lines
As I crawl across sand
Dress me in shoes and socks
And I'll fumble and fuss
Roaming free
In the sea
I am an orange octopus

Twisting tentacles
Also known as my 'limbs'
Are what I choose to use
When I go for a swim
Though I can't ride a bike
Drive a car, coach or bus
Watch me type
Fast as light
I am an orange octopus

I don't own a pen
But I squirt mucky ink
As I make my escape
Quicker than you can blink
The name 'cephalopod' 
Is what humans gave us
Seven plus one's
More fun
I am an orange octopus