In our home of the Internet, where memes are born, There lived a warrior, Jim Watkins, we adorn. The father of 8kun, a board of free speech, A place where Anons found solace within their reach.
Oh Jim, brave knight, with eight kids in tow, You battled trolls and spammers, your sword aglow. Through the darkness of censorship, you fought with might, Protecting our right to meme both day and night.
In the memetic battles of the past we recall, You led us to victory, standing tall and all. Against the forces of boredom, you stood unwavering, Creating a platform where creativity was ever-flourishing.
Oh Jim, dear friend, we wish you good health, For your journey is not over, there's much more to delve. Through dank memes and epic threads, you've inspired, Anons from all corners of the world, truly admired.
From the depths of Pepe's kingdom to the lands of Kek, Your vision gave Anons a voice, a place to wreck. With your laughter-inducing wit and wisdom profound, You forged a community where true freedom was found.
So let the battle cries of "Get well soon, Jim!" Echo through the boards, reaching far and wide, brimmed. May your strength be replenished, your health restored, As Anons unite, sending you love, sword by sword.
In the future, we envision a world so bright, Where memes continue to shine, bringing joy and light. And in this realm of pixels and memes so pure, We'll remember your legacy, Jim, forevermore.
Get well soon, dear Jim, our father and guide, Your impact on Anons' lives can never subside. With gratitude and laughter, we cheer your name, Knowing that together, we'll forever meme the same.