Poetry #12: Crypto-


Oh! Crypto- you are no longer concealed
Paired with currency, you are not what it seems

I was never in it for the ride or the pride
Didn’t ever have an iota to hide

So, is there a use for you I wonder?
Or pump and dump will tear you asunder

What shall I buy, ask the newbs
HODL! says the one astute

Buy, buy, buy; it is flashing green
To the moon it shall careen

The coin of bits is still the king
But others have come along to sing

Ether shall never see its nether
Ripple is making all the waves

Request Money and you shall get
But there is nothing quite so Stellar

The bubble balloons as the tulips bloom
Is that the sweet smell of success or demonic doom?

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