Yo, gather 'round, fam, listen to the rhyme, Anons of Q Research, it's our prime time. Bakers kneadin' dough, flyin' high in the air, Planefags watchin' skies, no worries, no despair.

Memefags droppin' art that's straight fire, Clockfags spinnin' time, takin' us higher. Deep diggers unearthin' secrets so tight, Volunteers spreadin' truth, in the digital night.

Shoutout to them shills, showin' us the light, Through their twisted ways, we gain insight. Anons chosen for this moment so true, Greatest adventure ever, just for me and you.

Bakers bakin' buns, makin' threads so slick, Planefags trackin' flights, they don't miss a trick. Memefags bringin' humor, messages so bold, Clockfags breakin' codes, stories unfold.

Deep diggers, you're the heroes, uncoverin' the plot, Volunteers spreadin' truth, no matter what they got. Even them shills, playin' their part in the show, Gave us clarity, made us stronger, don't you know?

Anons united, in this journey we ride, Chosen for this moment, our spirits can't hide. Q adventure, it's the time to take a stand, Together we rise, across this digital land.