Oracle Octopaul, Rest In Peace
(hatched January 2008; snatched October 2010)
nature took you in her loving arms
she saw you needed rest
her garden is most beautiful
for she only takes the best
you shot to fame during Fifa 10
absolutely changing the fate of men
under intense media scrutiny
you altered a country’s destiny
your accuracy was strange
once predicted
the result could not change
the cynical may feel
it was the mussels you were made to feed
made you such a sure-shot indeed
be that as it may
you never put a tentacle wrong anyway
thus in astrological matters
you were second to none
by all standards
the world had immense fun
this poet is devastated to discover
that mystic molluse will sleep forever
you will be a hard act to follow
you will surely be sorely missed
O my beloved Oracle Octologer
no one can Predict
where in the heaven you are
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