On Nikkei's grand rise in part by tech and game,
As Middle Eastern worries yield tranquility's claim.
Japanese stocks they flourish, joy dost part the veil,
Just like a ceaseless carouse of merry wine and ale.

Baidu, bold in Eastern shores, doth declare its might,
Sayin', 'gainst OpenAI, their wisdom burns as bright.
Inscribed unto their model, lies secrets of the realm,
Just like a monk at vespers, his prayers at the helm.

Umicore's pact of ten years' turn, with AESC's might,
To render verdant visions in electric light.
In this our world of horseless charge, ales serve to conceal,
The marvel of the streamless carriage, turn'd by the wheel.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur