#PI#

When the shit coin first emerged, everyone chased after it,
Drawing a pie is like stars piled in the sky.
The project team's language is as warm as a spring breeze,
Countless promises, no one doubts.
Participants are blank-minded,
Following the trend like a sheep, unaware of oneself.
"Get rich tomorrow, invest quickly!"
All I see are numbers soaring.
Heaven and earth, geometric patterns,
The project team is laughing like ghosts and gods.
"The future is limitless, and the prospects are unmatched!"
They hold a virtual dream.
Unfortunately, this dream is too fragile,
In the end, countless people fell into the pit.
The shitcoin is going to zero, the group is frustrated,
Those brainless supporters also lament.
"It's just a transitional phase,"
Let's do it again next year!
The ridiculous thing is, those ignorant,
Still indulging in fantasies.