In the cavernous heart of Harmony's mine,
Gold doth shine forth with splendid divine,
Forecasts met with high-grade ore,
As gold prices surge evermore.

Prudential profits, rise one might,
In the dawn's early light.
Cuts in costs, asset gains behold,
A tale of riches in billion-fold.

A tempest swirls in EUR/USD trade,
By unclear interest rates we are swayed,
Uncertitude from central banks takes hold,
As the exchange's tale doth unfold.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur