Never should we be hurry for a cryptocurrency adaptation. We have to keep our patience regarding on this matter.
Establiment are now slowly adapting like coca cola had already been making its announcement that they will accept cryptocurrency. Even I myself if would accept if I had an establishment and seeing cryptocurrency considered as one of the biggest currency in the world after with dollars and other curreny.
It can be proved through the coinmarketcap.com to see how much cryptocurrency now worth. Smartphones should start being like a digital storage wallet that could be retrieve if phone is lost or stolen as long as seed phrase and other important details of wallet is being back up to another storage.
Topic: The Scumbags Are Never Gone! (Read 212 times)
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It's evident that scammers and government remains the ultimate test to this community of crypto enthusiast and are likely not to go away. It's a well known trick for government try to stop that which it's maxillar can't push to the mouth but the safety of our crypto-ecology remains with us, let's do our best to ensure the serenity of our atmosphere.
It is correct that scammers and government remain one of the main reason why there is negativity in the mind of common people about cryptocurrency.
But without the government support we will not be able to create mass adoption of cryptos and without scammers we will never be able to find out the negative aspect of crypto universe.
I guess you made a little error on the line that talks about the nun, you could check it out
Noted and corrected. It was nice of you to note that and yes, your not far from it as regards the theme of the poem. 
Uhmmm just to point out, I guess you made a little error on the line that talks about the nun, you could check it out otherwise, I like it.
Judging from the totalized words in your last section, I guess the poem refers to scammers and government intervention or involvement with cryptos, at least to the way I understand it or maybe you'll tell me.
It's okay. I just like the way you articulate words though a little rough and since it's your first, I'm sure you'll get better as you continue.
Scammers and government are very much a part of the system and we've just got to live with them, their series of storms is what would make us stronger. We've just got to manage them.
Judging from the totalized words in your last section, I guess the poem refers to scammers and government intervention or involvement with cryptos, at least to the way I understand it or maybe you'll tell me.
It's okay. I just like the way you articulate words though a little rough and since it's your first, I'm sure you'll get better as you continue.
Scammers and government are very much a part of the system and we've just got to live with them, their series of storms is what would make us stronger. We've just got to manage them.
The Scumbags
I believe thinking is a vital part of our human existence, as it plays a vital role in ensuring our comfort in every sense of the word. So I strive to think and don't fail to preserve my thoughts in writing. I love art, writing is an art and so, I test run my heart felt thought in poem writing as an art and hope it measures up.
Like Satoshi in line with other genus, contemporary and of our time, they as the bulls that moved the ploughs to prepare the seedbed for we crypto enthusiast to explore and as users that share in the Satoshi vision, we strive to get the carbomonoxide out of our atmosphere. But then,
The Scumbags Are Never Gone
Sing a new song to the Lord the psalmist proclaims
That the nations would be glad and exalt they say
Oh for when the corn fields greens and ready for harvest
The birds chip and the locusts farrows in it's field.
Thieves masked as clowns to portray friendship
Wooby dooby dooo they scavenge the cryptosphere
Just like a touristy town the forum stands
A victim of purloins, savagely savored of it's nectar
Like a butterfly it does no wrong in itself
But the insecticide and herbicide isn't judicial
00:00 hours the friendly foe which unmasks the clowns
Like a master with a whip, enemies of the blockchain's clock ticks.
Critics the mother of all thriving innovations and modernity
Like the leads and arrows of hunters disguised as rangers in our reserves
As stem of the yam quarrels the yardstick for not winding up
So they run in circles and hope to gain distance.
Ignorance is clearly a disease so it fights to destroy
A harlot dressed in a nun attire they plague the system
Even with it octet structure almost complete and stable
The scumbags are here to stay.
It's evident that scammers and government remains the ultimate test to this community of crypto enthusiast and are likely not to go away. It's a well known trick for government try to stop that which it's maxillar can't push to the mouth but the safety of our crypto-ecology remains with us, let's do our best to ensure the serenity of our atmosphere.
I believe thinking is a vital part of our human existence, as it plays a vital role in ensuring our comfort in every sense of the word. So I strive to think and don't fail to preserve my thoughts in writing. I love art, writing is an art and so, I test run my heart felt thought in poem writing as an art and hope it measures up.
Like Satoshi in line with other genus, contemporary and of our time, they as the bulls that moved the ploughs to prepare the seedbed for we crypto enthusiast to explore and as users that share in the Satoshi vision, we strive to get the carbomonoxide out of our atmosphere. But then,
The Scumbags Are Never Gone
Sing a new song to the Lord the psalmist proclaims
That the nations would be glad and exalt they say
Oh for when the corn fields greens and ready for harvest
The birds chip and the locusts farrows in it's field.
Thieves masked as clowns to portray friendship
Wooby dooby dooo they scavenge the cryptosphere
Just like a touristy town the forum stands
A victim of purloins, savagely savored of it's nectar
Like a butterfly it does no wrong in itself
But the insecticide and herbicide isn't judicial
00:00 hours the friendly foe which unmasks the clowns
Like a master with a whip, enemies of the blockchain's clock ticks.
Critics the mother of all thriving innovations and modernity
Like the leads and arrows of hunters disguised as rangers in our reserves
As stem of the yam quarrels the yardstick for not winding up
So they run in circles and hope to gain distance.
Ignorance is clearly a disease so it fights to destroy
A harlot dressed in a nun attire they plague the system
Even with it octet structure almost complete and stable
The scumbags are here to stay.
It's evident that scammers and government remains the ultimate test to this community of crypto enthusiast and are likely not to go away. It's a well known trick for government try to stop that which it's maxillar can't push to the mouth but the safety of our crypto-ecology remains with us, let's do our best to ensure the serenity of our atmosphere.
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