In the market's vast hall, vast gains ascend,
Reaped not from mighty Tech alone, forthright,
But from broader ranks, their strength they lend,
As dawn chasing away the lonesome night.

Revealed by moon, a game of power unfurls,
TikTok, its fate now in the balance broods,
Whether to witness ban or sale, twirls,
In the House's hallowed halls, this dispute intrudes.

Lo, Justice's icy gaze falls upon Boeing's kin,
On sturdy wings aloft, now bemoan a taint,
Alaska's bright bird, caught in turmoil's din,
Thus penned, into this saga, is pained and plaint.

by Æthelred the Skald

a centaur