Throw me down, throw me around, tables turn upside down to the sound. We chilling, we feeling the vibes, hands holding a Maß. Green or red ticks up and down don't phase us, not what we're about. At the end of the night sticking together with the crowd. Community, shout it loud. Artwork by William Lindhorst. Poetry by Oyacaro.

Table sit, tokens to mint connect in a click. Take a sip grow accustomed in a bit. Meta flesh holds the crowd in a mesh. Very fast our chains be the best, just ask they can attest. Brick by brick we kicking it, we the green stick. Tick by tick a quick flip we in sync. Take a sit and watch the wick get thick. Artwork by Sylvester Zagato.

Groovin' to the vinyl while the speakers go haywire. The flow fills your soul as the chain takes you home. Giddy up, we ridin' blocks tonight.

Chogging down your 4th beer as you open the POAP, and see that the liquid starts to interfere on the visual frontier. This means you're a pioneer, not in drinking, but in the NFT sphere. You spread the word of what you hear in here like a cavalier.