A poem about bitcoin

A digital coin, born on the web.

A decentralized system, free from government ebb.

A scarce treasure, mined with care.

A new way of storing wealth, beyond compare.

It's value rises, like a rocket ship.

A new form of money, a new economic script.

A global currency, accessible to all.

A financial revolution, set to enthrall.

With only 466 days left, until the next halving event.

Some call it a bubble, a fad that will pass.

But I believe in its future, it will forever surpass.

The limitations of fiat, and its endless supply.

Bitcoin, the future, and the reason I'll buy.