In the land where kangaroos leap and roam,
The future seems in fretful gloom, at home.
With economic path draped in shadows of the night,
A quandary has the banks interest rate in sight.

The French state roguishly hatches a scheme,
Its eye on Atos' assets, a golden dream,
A billion euros they seek to amass,
In pursuit of security and the big data class.

A melodious alliance takes a favored stand,
Blackstone's offer holds the stronger hand.
For Hipgnosis' trove, a bountiful feast,
Trumps Apollo's chorus, from the West to the East.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur