On Nikkei's swift rise, twas a sight to behold,
Autos and chip stocks, with weight like pure gold.
A gain of point six, a step towards the old,
Despite financial loss and shipping grown cold.

When joy turned to sorrow, at a festival fair,
The lyre and lute silenced, by a sudden despair.
Hamas from the shadows, did fraught become flare,
In Israel's heartland, a tragedy's snare.

Behold IMAX China, with a fate now revolved,
A buyout proposal, by many dissolved.
Listed shall remain, in Hong Kong evolved,
A market play of millions, still unresolved.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur