Upon the shores of commerce, Xpeng doth rise,
Its new-born steed, G6, seizes the prize.
A storm of gain, the crowd's delight,
In the electric dawn, it shines so bright.

A torrent of currency, the Eurozone pours,
Ahead of time, the treasury roars.
More bonds issued, a milestone surpassed,
In the looming squall of 2023 forecast.

Alas, the Euro, amidst inflation's tide,
Finds no strong wind by its side.
From German lands, the data was sent,
Yet brought it no proud ascent.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur