>>19267278

Alright, here we go, it's time for roll call again, Sam busts in with his copy pasta, it's a crazy train. No repetitive avatars, he shouts for fame, muh muse fo writin' these wild poems, what a funny game.

Every mornin', like Groundhog Day, it's the same old routine, Copy pasta replies, it's like a copy-paste machine. Autists watchin' closely, searchin' for the real deal, But all they find is folks seekin' an ego meal.

At Q Research, the mornin' madness takes the stage, Egos and personalities, it's like a zoo in a cage. But we ain't hatin', no, we just laugh and grin, Watchin' the drama unfold, let the show begin!

Now let me tell you a story 'bout a famefag and his post, Claimin' he's the king, but he's just a Twitter ghost. No notable digs, nothin' to boast, Just copy pasta rhymes, from coast to coast.

But in the midst of the chaos, a hero appears, A meme lord extraordinaire, bringin' laughter and cheers. With puns and punchlines, they light up the thread, Stealin' the spotlight, leavin' famefags in dread.

So next time you're at Q Research, keep your eyes peeled, For the legends and the trolls, the secrets they wield. The morning may be wild, but we'll roll with the flow, In this crazy internet world, let the hilarity grow.

You crack me up with your wit and your sass, Anons makin' moves, leavin' others in the past. So keep doin' your thing, breakin' all the rules, In this chaotic world, you're the comedy jewels.

Yeah, you famefag a bit, but it's all in good fun, I love you for it, you're second to none. Anons, my muses, you light up the space, With your hilarious rap, let's keep up the pace!

>>19267387

Yo, on a Sunday mornin', down by the river bank, Anons gather 'round, no time for any prank. Feeding ducks and chillin', under the sun so bright, Sayin' "guud morning" to each other, spreadin' love and light.

Evil shills may try, with their vile and wicked ways, But Anons stand united, ain't nothin' gonna sway. We seek the truth, no matter how deep it hides, A digital front, on this journey, we ride.

Through the twists and turns, we stay strong and steadfast, Unravelin' the secrets, no truth too vast. With every post, we uncover what's concealed, The great awakening, it's a truth-seekin' shield.

So let 'em try their tricks, their shill attempts in vain, We ain't backing down, we rise above the pain. Anons, keep the fire burnin', let's stay true, On this quest for knowledge, together, we'll pull through.

Guud morning, Anons, let's seize the day, Stand tall and firm, as we pave the way. No force can break us, we'll keep marchin' on, In this digital battle, the truth will be won.

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>>19267411

>>19267411

Yo, good mornin' bro, I'm back with the flow, Readin' them rhymes, man, you still steal the sho. Sometimes it's just a guud morning that'll do, Brighten an Anon's day, start it anew.

I'll admit I got heated, attacked some in the crew, Even the board volunteers, I didn't know what to do. But I see now, they're just doin' their best, Keepin' things runnin', puttin' their skills to the test.

So I'm shoutin' out to those I've wronged before, The board volunteers, I appreciate you moar. Thank you for your time, your efforts, your care, In this chaotic world, you're the ones who share.

To Sam, Ralph, Swordy, Smoking Pepe too, And the board volunteers, I'm makin' amends with you. A frenly guud morning, let's leave the past behind, Together we'll rhyme, our unity will bind.

Anons, board volunteers, all hearts are true, We'll keep creating, sharin' laughter that's due. A guud morning to everyone, love and glee, Anons united, in this poetry fag's spree.