Upon oils gains we sing today,
As Chinese factories saith, "Hooray!"
O'PEC's meeting soon shall tell,
Yet price adjustments, naught foretell.

No change foreseen in Gallic land,
For S&P shall take its stand,
While AA and outlook bleak,
Their mark on Frances fortunes speak.

SAS, in base desire for growth,
An unchanged loss their path uncloath,
For fuel, costlier doth become,
In year's wane, yet targets still shall hum.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur