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A brand new inscription
A Bitcoin script shone
A lightweight on the way it might be accomplished
So on our nodes it was run
Is it on the best way out?
What are they about?
It’s not an OP RETURN
Maybe we are able to study.
So it’s a message that you simply’re making
Like my woman, non-fungible & taken
What’s the beast that did awaken
Decentralization can’t be forsaken
Censorship resistant, code is lawless
Immutable bits, they keep flawless
I like bodily artwork so I tango
Some need it on-chain, as if it’s django
See for me, BTC is loads
Don’t have a necessity for BRC20
All the time present, want extra amps
Actually, what’s the use for stamps?
Ordinal enjoyoors, uncommon sat hunters
Crypto kitties, uncommon cat punters
BRC-20 is why the mempool is clogged
Sophon’s off so now not leap-frogged
An open community, Bitcoin’s the title
For every particular person, it dgaf about fame
It doesn’t discriminate, the principles are the identical
Human habits is tougher to tame
Verifiable historical past – it’s a details machine
Bitcoin’s obtained a stronger future than the fax machine
So pop a bottle of Krug, man
Noble, full throttle, accrue, plan.
The way you transact, you bought your causes
Do it on bitcoin, it’s there for seasons
It’s there to remain, cozy, 4 seasons
If the price you pay, don’t want extra causes.
Many got here to take earnings
No heroes, faux prophets
Solely I can determine my future
Just one reduce, no have to suture
Supply me shitcoins, I’ll let you know: No I’m advantageous
Head down on chest day, simple, press decline
All the time off on a tangent, multisig and co-sign
When time for a kid, that’s Obs and Gyn.
All the time flowing, journey the movement sensor
New pool rising, slip to Ocean, censor
Spam that’s exhibiting, that’s devotion, tense lore
Pump new liquidity like a lotion dispenser
Impressed by logic, solely God can decide
All the pieces is obvious, besides her lipstick smudge.
I’m not a whale, so I can’t blow it
Name me WALTON, I’m the bitcoin poet.
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