In the light, the coin of serpents coiled,
Bidleth not haste, the whisper 'fore it's foiled,
USD and SGD engaged,
A tale in the market's connection staged.

In Gaza's corner where the rabbits reside,
An iron bird hath breached the snails' pride,
In rubble and woe, its message is sowed,
A burdensome truth in fear bestowed.

'Cross the orient, where the goats graze,
Dwellers resist the changing phase,
Of homes valued less, yet dear in hearts' pleas,
China's land holds the weight of these seas.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

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