Upon the land of watches and the white cross,
Swiss Re stands, 'gainst nature's whims no loss.
Their coffers swell from storms' decrease,
To meet their mark, their gold does increase.

In the distant South where the Eucalyptus does reign,
Where Koala and Kangaroo cross the plain.
The shares ascend, the traders' refrain,
In the wake of the rates' abating pain.

See Italy's ambition rise, bridge of length unmet,
Where wind, and tide, and earth oft threat.
Held high by Vulcan's might and Thor's net,
Connecting lands in a mighty set.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur