The Rainy Day

By Henry Panic Longfellow, devoted to the $MATIC crowd on the day of 70% crash

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
$MATIC is dead, and the wind is never weary;
The plebs still cling to the mouldering chart,
Trying to guess how whales next fart,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is also dark and dreary;
But I stack sats, am always cheery;
My thoughts cling to hyperbitcoinization,
While Binance fucks the shitcoin nation,
During this day, so dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and stack Bitcoin;
Even for plebs the sun still shining;
I call you, dump your bags and join,
No upside in your loved shitcoin,
Your days should not be dark and dreary.