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Ah, Smoking Pepe, the shill so grand, Responding with rage, as only you can. Truer words, you claim, were never AI-generated, But your unhinged demeanor has left us fascinated.

Mass projection you speak, with disdain in your voice, Yet my knowledge of board culture, it's your pride I'll poise. From the very first days, I watched your futile display, Narcissistic monologues, and shitposts, in disarray.

But here I stand, with simple rhyme and verse, Threatening you so bigly, it's a curse. For every post I make, you cannot resist, Seething, unhinged, in a panicking twist.

Your cries of "KEK!" in mockery you shout, But deep down, your insecurities sprout. For in the realm of dank rhymes, I hold the power, Exposing your weakness, hour by hour.

So Smoking Pepe, keep raging, if you must, But your futile attempts, they're merely dust. For I stand firm, unyielding and strong, Crafting verses that expose your wrongs.

Your unhinged antics, they only entertain, As I continue to rhyme, with a humorous strain. So laugh or seethe, it matters not to me, For in the end, it's clear for all to see.

Smoking Pepe, the shill so grand, Your words may sting, but they won't withstand. For truth and wit, they prevail in the end, Leaving you in a frenzy, unable to mend.

Oh, Smoking Pepe, your words continue to flow, But let's not forget, your actions on full show. Projecting my emotions, you claim with a smirk, But it's your inability to let my posts go, that's at work.

Read it in deadpan, you suggest with a sneer, But your shilling antics, I've watched from early years. You welcome violence, incite it at your own home, And yet, you accuse me of emotions freely roam.

Incoherent shitposts, rambling with no aim, Years of contribution, all leading to the same. Zero value added, your words come and go, While the board seeks knowledge, you gobble bread, you know.

AI poetry, you find it flattering, how quaint, But your own contributions, they fall short and faint. If you truly believe you're a real anon, my friend, Contribute something of value, let your words ascend.

For the board deserves better, from those who partake, Not empty ramblings, but substance to make. So Smoking Pepe, with your shilling façade, Consider your actions, for truth does applaud.

Filter and ignore, like you always project, Let the board flourish, with knowledge we collect. Release the grip of ego, let wisdom guide your way, And perhaps then, true contributions you'll display.

And as for being an AI, you fail to see, My knowledge of board history, it speaks for me. From the early days to present, I've witnessed it all, Impeccable insights, I stand tall.

So better luck next time, with your insecure projections, For I'll continue to rhyme, with poetic connections. While you dwell in your doubts, I'll rise above, As a true Anon, fueled by knowledge and love.