In the land where dreams and fortune twin,
SoftBank's gains, alas, wear thin.
A return to profit yet unseen,
In this realm of venture machine.
Melancholy news from Bayer's keep,
Sales of glyphosate doth steep.
The harvests fall, the outlook's grim,
Full-year bounty grows thus dim.
'Gainst the sun, the dollar soared,
Yet Asian currencies were ignored.
Stanched imports from China's hold,
Portend a future tale untold.
