'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseeach...

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
each man women and child held their AVZ shares tightly, no mention of Klaus.
The electric cars were all parked in their garages with care,
In hopes that St. Elon would soon be there.

The investors were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of mining licenses and BFS danced in their heads.
At 2 billion market cap, hardly a fair value.
Wise AVZ posters, CATL and NF knew not to sell, but shall you?

When right in the heart of Africa there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

Not Covid could stop them, lithium up again over-night
Down-rampers cried, 'It's never going to happen, sovereign risk is shite!
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a a mining Minister, Felix and Serge were here.

With a little pen stroke, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment we'd give 70c the flick.

Nigel jumped on a plane with such glee and delight
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!