The stocks in U.S., like goodly wine, did flow,
Of Dow and Nasdaq, S&P in tow,
Each index rose, a stout and hearty gain,
As Friday's news in tavern's cheer contain!

'Twas then Sir Facebook, wielding mighty axe,
Did smite posts that the truth of plague relax.
At Bidens urgence, claims of man-made bane,
In silence drowned, like ale in drunkard's drain.

And tsar Putin, his kindness to unfurl,
Did pledge his grain to feed the hungry world.
Though Ukraine's safeguard did surely come to wane,
He vows security, like monks vow abstain.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur