Hear ye, hear ye, of BTP-Bund spread, through God's good grace,
Its yield remaineth in an attractive space.
No fears of turmoil political, thou see,
For this is where investors have pledged their fidelity.

The house of Sanofi, its outlook doth upgrade,
For earnings have outshone what seers had estimated.
Though sales have stumbled short of their destined place,
Thank God, for his blessings never cease.

AstraZeneca, mid healthcare's brewing sea,
Doth witness its core EPS rise a quarter, joyously.
The forecast of revenue doth sturdy stand,
Praise be to God, the holder of every land.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur