Remember a time when you had a huge bag
Or at least at the time, with such a bag
you could pop but a mere single tag.

Up you were, a solid few percent
Or so it seemed as you repent
"the price could go down from here" they said
No one still is into bitcoin, surely its dead
And so sold you did

It was only shortly after
that you pitter and patter
swearing beneath your breath
might even resort to crystal meth
because either way, that trade was death.