It was the eve of Christmas, and all along the network, Bitcoin was skyrocketing, with no holder in distress.
The bulls had made a comeback, defeating bears left and right, now six-figure Bitcoin was a frequent sight.
All miners were active, hash rates climbing high, safeguarding the network beneath the frosty sky.
Our Lamborghinis were shining, parked under the night sky, evidence that HODLing surpasses shitcoins by a wide margin.
El Salvador continued purchasing, accumulating more coins for their stocking, as aspirations of more sats inevitably come knocking.
The ETFs surged, their bids filled the atmosphere, it marked Bitcoin’s new chapter, Satoshi did declare.
Our on-chain metrics, so vivid and so bright, shouted, “HODL through 2025, immense riches will ignite!”
With supply becoming scarce, few coins left to trade, it’s the sound of acceptance; Bitcoin’s thriving, unafraid.
When on the graphs there arose such a sound, “A fresh all-time high! This is our bound!”
To the exchanges we rushed, with wallets in hand, the institutional FOMO was already in demand.
Investors speculated if we could Supercycle, disturbing the system with inexpensive loans from Michael.
Then who should show up in a sleigh adorned with gold? Who but Trump with a vision so bullish and bold.
“A strategic reserve!” he asserted with vigor, “America’s destiny lies with Bitcoin, I’m sure!”
He winked at the bulls as his sleigh took off in flight, “Merry Christmas to holders, and to all, a good night!”
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