Upon the morn, as dawn did rise, Enel unraveled its wise stratagem,
In grids to sow, their investments flow, a renewing force they dare not stem.
Trimming cost, in cash they trust, while renewables take new form,
'Tis their will, for the years 'fore, fortitude in the face of a storm.
To Thyssenkrupp, a hearty sup, yet alas, their fortune's been thwarted,
Sales fell short, in the final report, as the fiscal year was reported.
O’ Steel Europe, thy earnings droop, costs climbed, markets turned graven,
A net loss they bear, despair in the air, under the clouded heavens.
Bund yields of Germany, a steadfast entity, face a potential fall.
Interest cuts deepen, as the new year heightens, heed DZ Bank's clarion call.
To 2.2%, they lower their gaze, from 2.4%, a humble descend,
'Tis their lot for year twenty-four, yet, hope is a trusted friend.
