In market's waltz where fortunes flow,
USD/JPY dost seem low.
Charts predicting their distress,
Like an ale that's lost its zest.

The Nikkei, too, yields to Fate's hand,
As yen strengthens o'er the land.
A weaker market, currency strong,
In tavern's song, seems quite wrong.

In Ind's realm, a stand is made,
Where inflation's specter hath laid.
A steady rate, amidst meal's high cost,
Like goodly brew, not yet lost.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur