’Twas blockchain, and the crypto bros
Did meme and mint in NFTs;
All merry were the metaverse,
And dank with rare IPs.
Beware the Cryptowock, my son!
The scams that rug, the coins that crash!
Beware the HODL-hype begun,
And fear the FOMO flash!
He took his shiny smartphone out:
Long time the FUDsome foe he sought—
Then aped into a memecoin’s clout
With YOLO-buoyant thought.
And, as he staked through DeFi pools,
The Cryptowock, with ledger flame,
Came forkling through the blockchain rules
And gas-fees wild and lame!
One-two! One-two! And through and through
His MetaMask went clickety-snap!
He claimed the beast, then found he’d lost
It all in one rug-pull trap.
“And hast thou slain the Cryptowock?
Come, viral lad, thou daring chap!”
“O frabjous day! Call moon! Call moon!”
They memed, and did a lap.
’Twas blockchain, and the crypto bros
Did meme and mint in NFTs;
All merry were the metaverse,
And bankrupt rare IPs.
