In the dance of coins so grand and bold,
The Euro goat climbs on data's fold.
Outpacing hound of U.S. grip,
Her gains extend on every slip.
The golden rabbit marks the dawn,
As futures rise, the bear is drawn.
Yet Swissquote snail with cautious gaze,
Foresees a hound’s rebounding days.
No stir of data, quiet and still,
Gilt yields edge lower on the hill.
Silent as the shadow's streak,
Awaiting whispers of the week.
