A farm in Spain
Where the insane
Are going to house
Purely for gain
The beautiful Octopus
A sensitive
Able to survey all around
A wiggly being
Who is all seeing
Thoughtful caring
And is sharing
Thousands together
Showing us whether
Man is most unkind
Knowing his farming
Is bloody and harming
All and sundry
Evidently
Boil them whilst living
Cut off their arms
We call them tentacles
Though they are charms
Muscular beings
Able to be
In these vast hell holes
Man made tragically