From the Cosmodrome's lofty heights,
Where eagle's nest, and fox takes flight,
Putin and Kim, in game of thrones,
A meeting ne'er before set in stones.

A snail's birth, its spiral shell,
Echoes the tale we now retell,
From lands afar, the dragon roars,
Alibaba's child, forever explores.

Rabbits startled, in their sleep,
By fiery dragons that swoop and sweep,
In shipyard's nest, chaos unfurls,
Two vessels hit, in torrid twirls.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

a centaur