Like the goat climbing high, lenders shares do surge,
In the market's wide field, where bounties do merge.
To stern India's delight, and the world's gaze and urge,
A new bloom sprouts, upon the financial verge.
As the hound bares its teeth, young Routh made his claim,
Bound for Ukraine's tussle, in war's dire game.
His past tails him closely, like snail with its frame,
Seeking cause afar, aflame in fickle fame.
Crafty as the rabbit, in covert burrow deep,
Sinwar's messages coded, secrets they do keep.
Israel's hawk-eyed vigil, no fruit yet to reap,
Hamas's leader's life, safe beneath the heap.
