All I Want For Christmas Is An Excavator - Poem By @bitcoinparadise
Young boy yearning to build
Create stone as high as the sky
Now is the future and dreams have grown
Years of not getting any closer
A place to gather for a purpose
Financial gains and investment portfolios
Construct to a valid empire
The trees will be lost
Building on earth's ground
Empty space surrounds the stone
Dirt and rubble in mounds of pile
disturbance to where we set foot
Now no more with no trace
Planting trees back
The holidays near and the yearn is stronger
All I want for Christmas is an excavator.
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ubg (58) 8 years ago