Twetch ·
Twas the Night Before Soon
And all through the house
All the hashers were hashing
In search of the nonce.
The tokens were lined up
by the payment rails with care,
in hopes that St. Shadders
soon would be there.
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Twetch ·
Big blockers were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of Terranodes danced in their heads.
While Zatoshi with his handcash, and I on my Twetch,
had just settled down for a BTC top.
Twetch ·
When out on a TAAL block, there arose such a matter,
We logged onto Twetch to see what just had happened?
Away to my Coingeek I flew like a flash
Reviewed all my outputs and checked my whole stash!
Twetch ·
As the sternness of Saturn on a Wudan day's glow,
Gave a luster of fuckall to those trading below.
When what to my hash-puzzled nodes should appear,
But a Satoshi-signed coin from a block long ago.
Twetch ·
With a rapturous message and the world all abuzz,
I knew in a moment that his work was not done.
More rapid than icebergs, his wallets, they claimed,
And he whistled and shouted and called them by name!!!
Twetch ·
Now Maxwell! Now Saylor! Now Peter and Pomp!
On Cobra, On Theymos, On Roger, On Lopp!
To the top of the candle! To the ATH call!
Now HODL, Now HODL, Now HODL them all!!
Twetch ·
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So out to the hodlers his Segwit coins flew,
And his bitcoin he kept in his sack, as they grew.
Twetch ·
With the mempool expanding, I suddenly knew
that filling big blocks is what real bitcoin can do.
As I pew pew’d my friends, I now finally saw
the world that Satoshi envisioned after all.
Twetch ·
The magic he shared with the twinkle in his eye
Made me realize my work was the answer to “why?”
He said: "It’s not because work will promise you gains,
But to work is to gain and to be gained by the same."
Twetch ·
It was holy, this notion of giving to create,
Rather than seeking to syphon from another’s plate.
If I continued to give, my heart could be full,
And the fruits of that work could inspire others to build, too.
Twetch ·
His gaze was so piercing. His soul was so true.
He laughed when he saw me without even a clue.
He had red socks and an impeccable suit.
And his mind touched the darkness with the eye of light's truth.
Twetch ·
He was Aussie and prickly, a right dastardly lad,
And I admired him as he befuddled me at the straws I would grab.
With a wink of his eye and the theory of his game,
Soon gave me to know his work had not been in vain.
Twetch ·
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
Filling big blocks and then turning with a sudden jerk ,=
With a wry smile, wide, he read the message he’d signed:
“Be Careful What You Wish For. Love Satoshi.”
Twetch ·
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work
Filling the big blocks and then turned with a jerk
With a wry smile, read the message he’d signed:
“Be Careful What You Wish For. Love, Satoshi.”
Twetch ·
As though from a dream, I arose, and looked all around,
If the Sooning had come, what message could be found?
And I thought that I heard him exclaim as he worked through the night, Satoshi’s Vision to All, And To All The Soon Night.
Twetch ·
As though from a dream, I arose, and looked all around,
If the Sooning had come, what message could be found?
And I thought that I heard him exclaim as he worked through the night, Satoshi’s Vision to All, And To All The Soon Night.
Twetch ·
/pay @9802 $0.218 I've said it before but your a master crafter of words my friend, a great story 💚🙏