For a while, he had the world in thrall,
He psyched those who followed football.
He was every bookie's nightmare,
For what he predicted, came to pass!
Never was such a cephalopod,
Never one who could so well predict.
There were many who wished him dead,
And well cooked, roasted, fried, or skewered!
Sadly, he did not live very long,
He became famous, and he's gone.
The media is bereft, and lost,
They don't know whom to now write on!
Psychic Octopus, Silly Cause,
Mass hysteria, and football.
He was what the media wants,
And now, he's left them and gone!