In opulent halls, where wealth disseminates,
Legal & General ponders its own fate.
Tho' solvency swells at the rate of two-three-o',
Its coffers still languish, battered below.

In merchant guides fostered by M&S,
Sales of apparel and sustenance progress.
Grains of gold gathered, a harvest in sight,
An augury of fortune, in stars burning bright.

Trump and his cohorts, indicted they stand,
In Georgia's grasp, 'neath justice's hand.
Alas! A chorus of witnesses sings,
Of grand juries and tarnished former kings.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur