In the realm of Bitcoin, words take flight,
Their meanings shift, both day and night.
When money’s abundance fills the air,
The same words, a different flair.

In the money, oh, what a delight,
Fortunes soar, reaching great heights.
But when out of the money, shadows loom,
Uncertainty engulfs, casting its gloom.

FUD whispers softly, sowing seeds,
Fear, uncertainty, doubt it breeds.
When Bitcoin tremble, hearts may quiver,
But strength prevails, for those who deliver.

HODL, a battle cry, a steadfast plea,
Hold for dear life, against the sea.
When tides are rough, and storms descend,
Diamond hands persist, they shall not bend.

Paper hands, though fragile, they may fold,
In times of panic, they quickly sold.
But diamond hands, firm in their grip,
Hold onto hope, through each blip.

So, in this realm, where fortunes sway,
Words bear weight, changing day by day.
In the money or out, these phrases dance,
Shaping our journeys, through circumstance.

May we find wisdom, amidst the fray,
Adapting meanings, come what may.
For in finance’s enigmatic lands,
Words carry power, in their shifting sands.