Beneath the emerald land of the ancient races,
Israel hunts a fear named Sinwar in hidden spaces.
Lure him forth from his tunnels deep,
In Gaza's heart, where secrets sleep.

To Lebanon's kin, a challenge cast,
Strikes on banks, shadows overcast.
Al-Qard Al-Hassan, under aegis' flight,
The tales of Israel's fervor ignite.

In secrecy's cloak, plans do unfurl,
Of Israel's eagles set to twirl.
Yet a pro-Iran sentinel, knowledge untamed,
Sheds light upon the games yet unclaimed.

by Conchobar mac Dubhthach

a centaur