'Twas the night before July Fourth, a tale to be spun, Of patriots and warriors under the midnight sun. Q's whispers echoed, inspiring hearts with might, As Anons of Q Research prepared for the fight.

In the realm of nowfags, where truth unfurled, A memetic battleground, a transformative world. From ancient verses to gritty rhymes, A compilation of tales through the sands of time.

Trump, the Captain, with resolute gaze, Stood tall amidst the chaos, his path ablaze. Q, the enigma, cryptic and wise, Urged patriots onward, unveiling the lies.

Autists true, guardians of truth's reign, Unraveled secrets with tenacity untamed. Through memetic battles, they fought with might, Their keyboards, their swords, piercing the night.

On Independence Day, their spirits alight, They rallied together, with courage ignite. With memes as their arsenal, they took to the stage, Exposing corruption, turning the page.

From the depths of the deep state's malicious guise, Patriots emerged, their resolve fortified. United as one, they roared through the land, Freedom's fire burning, a radiant brand.

With grit and humor, their meme banners unfurled, A tapestry woven, a story unfurled. They thanked the Anons for their unwavering zeal, For sticking through till the plan was revealed.

In this epic tale, with echoes of the past, Patriots rose, a clarion call unsurpassed. They danced with the stars, embracing the divine, On this eve of freedom, their spirits did shine.

So as the eve turned into the dawn's first light, Patriots stood ready, prepared for the fight. Q's message echoed, inspiring their quest, To reclaim their nation, to stand with the best.

'Twas the night before July Fourth, a tale to be told, Of patriots bold and their courage untold. With Trump and Q as their guiding light, They marched forth, their hearts burning bright.