In yon realm where gold be saved, a bounty laid,
A new sweet serenade from the Fafsa's jade,
That more in chest of diligence in collegiate aid,
'Tis a tune of hope, a dawn's brigade.

In the sandy seas of strife, where peace has decayed,
A tale of conflict, 'twixt Hamas and Israel, parlayed,
Witness the heated battle, in sorrow arrayed,
In parchment of grief, the war's chronicle relayed.

Hark! Comes a word of unrest, and plans betrayed,
General Motors stands in wait, a labor crusade,
Urges stir within, for the Stellantis accord frayed,
A walkout is called, in the forge of dispute displayed.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur