In the fourth quarter of ABB's company so grand,
Forecasts fell, like gales to a sail, unplanned.
Guidance came kin to a swords dulling band,
Whilst Citi foretells downgrades in the scriveners' hand.

Third-quarter harvest of ABB did yield,
Less than the bounty the seers had field.
Yet, they predict a fourth quarter shield,
Where stronger revenues and margins are sealed.

Tele2's figures, like runes in the sand,
Echoed forecast's hope, with a firm standing hand.
Earnings like warriors, increased by a band,
Guidance maintained, as strong as a Norseman's command.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur