Oh, woe betide the power stored in water fair

That travels forth with vigor and with care

Transformed to energy, it flows with might

To bring forth Bitcoin in its mining flight.

The tools that we use to mine our precious prize

Are but small parts of this great enterprise

For deep within the workings of each tool

Resides a power source we must not fool.

Electricity, the currency that drives

The mining rigs that churn with bleeping hives

A precious energy we can't neglect

Nor can we underestimate its effect.

In the pursuit of Bitcoin pure and true

We must not waste nor squander what is due

For every bit of power that we use

Must be respected and not abused.

And when our Bitcoin is finally won

Its journey is not over, but just begun

For we must send it forth to burn and die

A final act of sacrifice with no lie.

For every Bitcoin burned is one less whole

But it serves to make each coin more valuable

A precious symbol of true discipline

And a testament to what we can win.

So let us honor the power stored in water's stream

And mine for Bitcoin, our lifelong dream

Humbly taking care of each and every part

As we work to build a world with a kinder heart.