Be good to your mother and wife. Don't be like me!
Roses are red, violets are blue
But this year there is no present for you
I ran out of fiat, nothing but an empty account
Although, I had once set aside a fair amount
What happened was, the Bitcoin price was 30k
And then suddenly it wasn't one day
A glance at my bank account revealed the fact
It was either a gift or stack more sats
Sadly I couldn't do both and I hope you understand
But I couldn't let this dip slip through my hands
It was for the kids, for the future, for sovereignty
For hope and freedom and sound money
With sats in cold storage, all that is left to do
Is write this heartfelt poem for you
So Happy Mothers Day, with love I implore
Let me make it up to you next year...
(Unless bitcoin dips once more)