Sonnet – “Mind Your Poor Ears, 'Tis But a Little Crash”
Buyer nor lender nor coinless mark be
Bitcoin is no joy, not better than cash
Perfect as death, it’s a security
Mind your poor ears, ‘tis but a little crash
Thou want immense, thou earn itty-bitty
The interest will give us all the lash
CBDC ties your leash to a tree
Invest away till you’re nothing but ash
Own nothing, there is no me, only “we”!
We’ll all eat the bugs in dis-harmony.
