Once, Amazon beckoned Musk's SpaceX crew,
Rocket launch for Seattle's goal anew.
Like monks in quest of ale divine,
They reach for internet in the sky.

Belief in Fed, those rates no more to mount,
Turbocharged a rally of great account.
Like brothers counting beads in prayer,
Numbers rise in holy share.

Neiman Marcus, thou Saks did court,
With shining coin of three billion sort.
Yet, like mead served too bitter and cold,
Turned it away, the offer too bold.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur