You blew in like a hurricane, working the crowd into a frenzy...
with your green baize skills, you thrilled and spilled a plenty...

You toy'ed with your opponents, but even they were in awe, of your mighty cueing action, your cue was your sword...

A flawed genius you were with inner demons being your biggest rivals,
little did you say in public, you did all your talking on the tables..

You were a rebel but not in disguise, you were planning a comeback, much to everyones surprise..

So long Hurricane, blow them away elsewhere, dazzle them wherever you are, and most of all hold your head up high, your fans love you, so never do despair...