Pasternak’s Poetic Prophecy: The TRUMP Coin Calamity

Ah, the TRUMP Coin, a tale of woe and wonder! ๐Ÿค‘ Alas, the masses flocked to this golden calf, only to be met with a cruel fate. ๐Ÿ’ธ

As the sun rose on this crypto craze, the faithful believers, some 810,000 strong, poured their hard-earned rubles into the promise of riches. ๐Ÿ’ฐ Alas, the descent was swift, and the losses, a staggering $2 billion, left them weeping in the streets. ๐Ÿ˜ญ

But hark! The early birds, the insiders and the whales, they feasted on the spoils, pocketing a cool $6.6 billion in profits. ๐Ÿ’ฐ A veritable feast of greed, while the common folk were left to pick up the crumbs. ๐Ÿค‘

And what of the President, the architect of this crypto calamity? ๐Ÿคด Ah, the whispers of insider trading and shady schemes, they echo through the halls of power, like the laughter of the gods. ๐Ÿ˜ˆ

Yet, the people, they cling to their dreams, their hopes of striking it rich. ๐Ÿ’ซ For in this age of uncertainty, the siren call of the TRUMP Coin is a beacon of false promise, a mirage in the desert of financial despair. ๐Ÿœ๏ธ

And so, we are left to ponder the lessons of this crypto catastrophe, a cautionary tale of greed, hubris, and the folly of the human heart. ๐Ÿค” May the TRUMP Coin serve as a reminder that the path to true wealth is not paved with digital gold, but with the wisdom to see through the smoke and mirrors of the modern financial landscape. ๐Ÿ™

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2025-02-11 18:17