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Rugged Roads & Honey Lies
On Onchain streets where gas fees burn,
A shiny coin takes its flashy turn.
“Buy now, anon!” Trending coin hums,
But fate’s prewritten ..rug shall come.
They drop a token, slick and sweet,
A honeypot trap with no retreat.
You buy, can’t sell, your wallet cries,
While devs sip wine and vanish lies.
Some play it fair, then flip the board,
A lucky few, the rest ignored.
“Just vibes,” they say, “just meme and moon,”
But exit scams come far too soon.
In wallets cold and charts gone red,
Dreams of riches lie half-dead.
So dance, degens, but know the game
Some coins bring glory, most bring shame. 14 replies
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