@gresha.eth
Where the chain doth flicker and the post burns bright,
There sweats the degen, chasing gigs through night.
No scythe, no sword — just keyboard and token,
And hands that forge, through memes unspoken,
A monument vast, mid bros and jest,
Where wisdom hides in shitposts dressed.
🔥 “What blaze is this, good sir?” — the noob in terror cried.
“’Tis Gig.bot’s fire, where soul and coin collide.
Thirteen thousand push, no questions, no delay —
And $GIG, my friend, is what falls in your tray.”
So come, brother, and tarry not without,
The chain won’t wait — and the throne’s within, not out.
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