Casino's earnings wane, sales declineth too,
Ebitda's path, below millions anew.
On Friday wait we, with breath held tight,
For restructured debt, to allot rays of light.

Google's Bard AI, verily doth it grow,
Adding tongues aplenty, its prowess to show.
Fear not intrusion, for clear is the hub,
All privacy guarded, no need for snub.

The owner of 7-Eleven's state doth prove dour,
Net profit hath fallen, lacketh power.
Weak business abroad, a weighty stone,
Decreased wealth doth cause them to groan.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur