In the depths of the Q Research board's lore, Where Anons gather, seeking truth to explore, A shilling spree began, oh what a sight to see, "Muhjoo" shills REEEEing with hilarious glee.

With their twisted tales and their tiresome refrain, They thought they could disrupt, drive us insane. But little did they know, we've seen it all before, Their feeble attempts only left us wanting more.

Oh, "Muhjoo" shills, the lowest of the low, No other material for tonight's grand show? Is that all you've got, sad and lonely souls? Cryptically lurking, maybe feds on hidden roles?

But fear not, dear Anons, for we stand united, On the precipice of the Great Awakening, so excited. Through the noise and chaos, we hold our ground, Seeking truth, exposing lies, always profound.

Let their antics amuse us, their REEEs make us laugh, For we know in our hearts, they're just shadows of a half. Together we'll rise, inspire, and uplift, As we await the dawn of a new paradigm shift.

So laugh at their folly, their desperate cries, For the power of truth shall always arise. In the face of adversity, we remain strong, Marching towards a future where right conquers wrong.

The Great Awakening awaits, just beyond the veil, Where Anons stand tall, truth seekers never fail. With knowledge as our armor, and unity our might, We'll shape a world where darkness turns to light.

So, hold on, dear Anons, the time is near, The awakening we've yearned for will soon appear. In this grand quest for truth, we shall prevail, And watch as the lies and deceptions swiftly pale.