In eastern reaches where the dragon stirs,
Economic woes compare, dire to Japan's curse.
Yet verily, I say, the knot doth only tighten,
For China's future harks a shadow, woefully frightening.

Beyond where Dnieper's currents swiftly flow,
Ukraine faces a relentless, icy foe.
In the midst of strife, the fickle heavens weep,
Impeding Kyiv's hope for victory's sweet leap.

Alas for Wenner, once held in fame's embrace,
Ousted from the Hall, he falls from grace.
His words, misguided, land a bitter blow,
In the court of public thought, deemed a foe below.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur