Up bright and early at the sound of the alarm
It better not smash that snooze or else it might lose...
The mighty race for fiat
Up, alert, and ready is the robot
A quick yawn, wash, and dress, and the fast is broken...
Then quickly out into the concrete jungle, it goes
Aptly navigating and meandering amongst other 'bots' 'cause it knows
It must be on time, ready, willing, and able
This the 'bot' too knows if it is to remain stable
It looks forward to a vacation here and some PTO there
As long as the fiat doesn't stop, then it's fair
Moving to make sure ends meet is the life of the robot
So the chase continues, yes, the mighty chase for fiat
The history of fiat
Is chock full of breaches
Of centralized power
That pushes and reaches
Debasing our money
The looters and leeches
Gaslighting people
With Keynesian speeches
Where is our money
In fractional banks?
They lend out in bubbles
And give us no thanks
Restricting our freedoms
With raw overreaches
Yes, the history of fiat
Is brimming with breaches
But now we have freedom
From theft and abuse
A better money in Bitcoin
And the power to choose
The central bank must be trusted not to debase the currency, but the history of fiat currencies is full of breaches of that trust. Banks must be trusted to hold our money and transfer it electronically, but they lend it out in waves of credit bubbles with barely a fraction in reserve.
Satoshi Nakamoto
Every poem
wishes to explode...
Every poet dreams to shine
his poetry
Every
word desires escape
from the drawers...
Fiat Lux... !
New Fiats can be seen on the roads of our nation
since they took the reins of the Chrysler Corporation.
One hundred and eight horsepower does not seem like a lot.
However, that's all we need. The engine gives all it's got.
This Italian machine is quite a diminutive dynamo.
Being very light, it can really get up and go.
Fiat departed North America about three decades ago.
Thankfully, these Italian automobiles have returned.
They are once again displaying the reputation they have earned.
These cars display power with great fuel economy.
If one is good enough for the Pope, it's good enough for me.
The best hooptie I had so far,
Was the old hoary vintage fiat car.
The heavy booming noise it used to make,
And while driving in the way it used to shake.
Rocking and rolling all through the roads,
Better than the new cars arriving from abroad.
The epoch car with huge spongy seats,
Spacious and comfortable, how well it used to treat.
Safe to drive with less fear to crash,
The latest models are now of metals which can easily be trashed.
Still remember in my dad’s old garage where it used to sleep,
Cheerful in every journey and how loud it used to beep.
18/12/2015
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