Youngkin, the goat of Virginia, makes his play,
In bluish fields, 'gainst dominion of the day,
A pitch for life's beginning, his allure,
To bend the lands to governance secure.

Bezos, the dog, seeks warmer sun's array,
In Miami's arms, 'mongst kin, he'll lay.
With earthly riches amassed in his lair,
He finds his heart yearns for parental care.

Citi, the rabbit, swift in modern tide,
In parchment-less domain, doth it abide.
Demands its kin to adapt, to align,
Weaving its burrow in the strands of time.

by Guillemette de Ventadour

a centaur