Bitcoin Poem

Oh Bitcoin, sweet currency of the blockchain,
you have teased my greed and fevered my brain.
In your honor, I have allotted roughly 10 percent,
of my investing capital. Alas the money I've spent!

Returns and gains, and trends and crashes,
You've put many a lost soul down on their asses.
To HODL and swing trade, speculate and exchange,
still a pleasure to those who merely utter your name.

My dear, you forks are a challenge, but I love you still,
even though you've made many traders gravely ill.
Can you hit $100k and fend off Ethereum?
Will your high points give Mark Cuban delirium?

No one knows your future, not even the ledger.
Anyone who email-spams predictions is merely a jester.
Bitcoin, you are a troublesome gal to say the least...
But you've ensnared Fibonacci and I, so tonight we feast!