Fiat:
Pretend to be worried about the can. Then kick the can further up the road. The can turns up again.
Rinse and repeat.
Let's make a poem of it
reply
Once there was a ponzi Plain for all to see
Yet no one stepped forth to stop it So it poisoned, from land to sea
Many it impoverished But a few managed to line their purse
No one stepped forth to stop it So the ponzi got worse and worse
reply
Nice, my friend Schiller. ChatGPT?
reply
No, I made it up. Here's some more:
Working in the shadows, Satoshi soldiered on Crafting Bitcoin's code, then bringing others along Was he a cypherpunk? or an NSA guy gone rogue? Does it really matter? And why not both?
reply
Oh. So You're our new born poet of SN!
reply
You may get sick of me, if I respond to your posts in low-grade poetry!
(Checks SN for the mute button!)
reply
I am used to Bukowski poems. Don't worry
reply
Haiku:
The can, kicked further, As so many times before, The end is in sight
reply