Metal steady, as the mighty Fed plots,
A gorget's worth in gold slowly climbs a notch.
Under pressure, like a rabbit's fraught trots,
Chinas tepid yearning, a snail's watch.

Crude oil bides like a steady hound,
Worry over Oriental request does abound.
Supply's grip grows yet we find,
A goat's desire for grass is sound.

The mighty tower Intel sought to wound,
Yet, the Orient's approval was not found.
More than a king's ransom promised round,
But to this endeavor, they are not bound.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

a centaur