Cryptocurrency . . .
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Cryptocurrency . . .
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Building
easy
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money
schemes,
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a
n
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sweet,
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money
dreams
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t
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that,
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a
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all,
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every . . .
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~ well,
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seems
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a
bubble
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me . . .
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It
seems
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l
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k
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a
bubble . . .
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a
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if
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comes
crashing . . .
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a
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if
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comes
thrashing . . .
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h
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many
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still
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b
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singing
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a
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dancing
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the
streets ?
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~ singing
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a
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dancing
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the
streets . . .
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w
h
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living
a
life . . .
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eating
crypto
currency
feed,
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beneath
crypto
currency
bedsheets.
Reflection: This was a fun, but simple reflective-themed poem I wrote in December 2017 during the earlier days of the cryptocurrency craze – crypto crashed shortly after I wrote this but recovered almost three years later. Perhaps I should have modified this poem during the meme stock phase and published it then as well. The rhythm of this poem was inspired by John Lennon’s rhythmic verse in “I am the Walrus.” It started out as: “Cryptocurrency, easy money schemes, well it seems like a bubble to me.”
I actually started buying into cryptocurrency once the recovery began via Coinbase (COIN) – because that was the first time I started having some confidence in the fundamental value of a cryptocurrency-oriented company. It’s actually done very well since then.