(Chart-Art) The Ballad of Bearmoon: Bitcoin's Tale in Verse đđ»
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In the land of Bitcoin, a tale unfolds,
Where charts are painted, in red and cold. đšâïž
With bearish patterns, they do declare,
The top is in, beware, beware! đ©đ»
A blood moon rises, casting its spell,
As bears and bulls in their struggle dwell. đđđđ»
Goblin Town looms, a place of dread,
Where downtrends lead, and hope has fled. đđ
The bears, they roar with teeth so sharp,
Driving prices down, to the dark. đ»đđ
But the bulls, they stand, with hearts aflame,
Seeking to reclaim, their rightful claim. đđ„đ
Yet amidst the chaos, one must be wise,
For markets are fickle, with treacherous skies. đ€đŒ
Though the bearmoon reigns, and charts turn red,
With caution and cunning, one can tread. đđ¶ââïžđĄ
So heed this tale of Bitcoin's plight,
In the realm of crypto, where day turns night. đđ
For in the dance of bears and bulls,
Lies the art of trading, where wisdom pulls. đđšđ€Čđđ»
In the land of Bitcoin, a tale unfolds,
Where charts are painted, in red and cold. đšâïž
With bearish patterns, they do declare,
The top is in, beware, beware! đ©đ»
A blood moon rises, casting its spell,
As bears and bulls in their struggle dwell. đđđđ»
Goblin Town looms, a place of dread,
Where downtrends lead, and hope has fled. đđ
The bears, they roar with teeth so sharp,
Driving prices down, to the dark. đ»đđ
But the bulls, they stand, with hearts aflame,
Seeking to reclaim, their rightful claim. đđ„đ
Yet amidst the chaos, one must be wise,
For markets are fickle, with treacherous skies. đ€đŒ
Though the bearmoon reigns, and charts turn red,
With caution and cunning, one can tread. đđ¶ââïžđĄ
So heed this tale of Bitcoin's plight,
In the realm of crypto, where day turns night. đđ
For in the dance of bears and bulls,
Lies the art of trading, where wisdom pulls. đđšđ€Čđđ»