In Kretinsky's firm grip does Casino find,
A debt stalled, seeking peace for troubled mind,
Yet the goat bleats not in cheer, for the grind,
Dilutes the value shareholders might unwind.
Bank of Japan, like a hare, now hints at leaps,
The bond yields rise as the gentle rabbit peeps,
No rigid limit within the terrier's keeps,
Just a reference point where interest sleeps.
NatWest shines in second quarter's dance,
With profits large, yet guidance takes a chance,
The snail's modest gain, a mere askance,
As future margins present a daunting lance.
