Bitcoin Poem
There once was a man from Nantucket
He kept his bitcoin in a bucket.
He watched the price rise with glee,
but didnt keep his private key.
Now all he has is a bucket.
There once was a man from Nantucket
He kept his bitcoin in a bucket.
He watched the price rise with glee,
but didnt keep his private key.
Now all he has is a bucket.
When other crypto currencies are travelling by road, bitcoin is travelling though light. Bitcoin holders are very lucky, cheers to them.
Nice
so sad for him :D he has basket left only :D great poem :D