Of C919's maiden flight, a tale I raise,
A challenge to Airbus and Boeing's claim,
In China's realm, a token doth amaze,
A frothy brew of rivalry in fame.

In data shrouds, a Chinese hand doth snare,
Access to figures hid from foreign eyes,
Their quest to grasp the wealth and faire,
A wine, reserved and veiled, they'd deign to prize.

The Mermaid Little now doth swim to shore,
With coin of ninety-five and million more,
In Disney's realm, a tale retold and dressed,
Live-action brew, by eager hearts possessed.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur