FXT's sprung quite a leak,
And perhaps it's unfair to critique,
But it's solely liquidity I seek
And I've chosen the wrong bloody week.
My PhD's useless, oblique,
To secure me the liquid I seek
For my dancing limbs, buoyant and sleek.
(We octopi gotta stay chic.)
This office now bankrupt and bleak
I exit with nary a squeak,
Though I want to trail out wailing, "geek!",
Immersion elsewhere to bespeak.
YOU ARE READING
Green Dancing Octopus
PoezieI was asked to write 10-15 sentences about "a green dancing octopus with a PhD" visiting Sam Bankman-Fried's FXT offices on November 8, 2022, when his crypto kingdom crashed. ... Okaaay.
