The eastern phoenix spreads its wing, profits fly,
Covid shroud hath lifted, bringing joy so nigh.
Cathay's tale of hardship into gold is spun,
With half the year, their rousing victory won.
In the realm of China, where the dragons lie,
Ban on certain gold, 'pon Biden's cry.
Yet though the skies are dark, a light peeks shy,
Disclose ye, venture lords, where treasures lie.
Then to Niger's land, the story swiftly goes,
Where America's favorite general 'pon courage sows.
'Gainst the iron-clad veil of extremism, he rows,
Salaou Barmou, with the junta he bestows.
