In summer's glow, TUI finds its zest,
Gold flows like goats on mountain crest.
Full books surround like rabbits' nest,
Ere pandemic, in fortune dressed.

Sony, the hound, does mourn its score,
Profits, like snails, slide less than yore.
In movie lore and finance bore,
Comes quieter the triumphant roar.

Vestas, the hare, its stride does miss,
In loss right deeper than abyss.
Yet guidance stands and hope persists,
Strong grows the service amidst the risks.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

a centaur