"crona" poems
Now, I like to sing Jazz and I'm millennial investor
When the Crona came I had to sell all my Tesla
But I hope if you listen in a decade or less
You remember this song with a smile on your face
Robinhood story has been trending four years
Raising new generation of bulls and bears
Letting smaller fish swim alongside sharks and whales
That’s how I became a fan of fractional shares!
I believe they will grow they were growing before
Nothing can stop me from getting some more
Oh I love buying low like a pro
Selling is also an option to know
Now, I have some snacks, I read reports on the stock
What is Under the hood, what's the talk of the block?
Talking heads on the-Street could be playing their game
Let the buyer beware! And there's no one to blame
Robinhood stock has joined the show
Ticker "HOOD" is in business come rain or snow
And so after a long night of trying to sleep
When I open my app, I just pray for the dip
Now, I hear of new coin on the crypto market
They say it costs a penny but has a dollar target
I say thanks but they're plenty of crap coins around
I already have good coins in my Gold account
Robinhood crypto is well on the rise
Litecoin, Dogecoin, Bitcoin - they rhyme nice!
If I get some Ethereum I’ll cling to it tight
With those coins in my wallet, my future is bright
I believe in the crypto, I believe in the hood
But I'm not a prophet don't let me be misunderstood
Though it might be a one-time deal
Even Santa Claus rally could go downhill
I believe they will grow they were growing before
Nothing can stop me from getting some more
Oh I love buying low like a pro
C’mon give me that access to best IPOs, best IPOs
Now, I have an opinion I don't give advice
You buy or you sell, you gotta think twice!
Jan 17, 2022
Jan 17, 2022 at 1:23 PM UTC
Where do I even start?
You were the apple of my eye.
You were the Maka to my Crona.
Or in the words on non-otakus:
You were the light in a tunnel of darkness.
We had so many good years.
You got me out of my shell.
You were the only one who could calm me down.
You know I didn't even know I loved you until it was too late.
I was away when they gave those letters out.
When I read mine that said I didn't get in, I shrugged it off.
When I heard you got in, I felt stabbed.
I almost cried.
All of a sudden, you were gone.
Some part of me thought I deserved it.
For not being smart enough,
For not being good enough,
For not being enough
What happened after is history.
History I don't feel like sharing,
'Cause it's ours.
You were my first love really.
I don't think I'll ever get over you,
And I don't think I ever really want to.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
unmasked
big eyes
of glass windows
staring
at a sea
of emptiness
May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC