CryptoNight
Shadowed demons, prancing, preening, invisible claws,
What’s on the Blockchain has no errors,
’Cause it’s immutable, irreversible, free of flaws.
The moon is spooning with the clouds,
Glowing crescent, waxing, waning, an amorphous sliver,
Cries of “it’s mooning” ring aloud,
Little do they know, Bitcoin Gold is now Bitcoin Silver.
Be careful when you hop on the crypto-cruise,
For it’s full of smart contracts and dumb investors,
Only invest what you can afford to lose,
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
This poem was specifically written for Steemit Poetry Contest #15 by 
