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Once there was a ponzi
Plain for all to see
Yet no one stepped forth to stop it
So it poisoned, from land to sea
Many it impoverished
But a few managed to line their purse
No one stepped forth to stop it
So the ponzi got worse and worse
Nice, my friend Schiller. ChatGPT?
No, I made it up. Here's some more:
Working in the shadows, Satoshi soldiered on
Crafting Bitcoin's code, then bringing others along
Was he a cypherpunk? or an NSA guy gone rogue?
Does it really matter? And why not both?
Oh. So You're our new born poet of SN!
You may get sick of me, if I respond to your posts in low-grade poetry!
(Checks SN for the mute button!)
I am used to Bukowski poems. Don't worry
Haiku:
The can, kicked further,
As so many times before,
The end is in sight
Let's make a poem of it