In the house of Q, where Anons gather and play, God's chosen ones rise to shine each day. Morning Baker, eyes half closed, kneading dough with grace, Serving up threads of truth for this wild place.

Ebonics Baker fren, you're a legend so true, With rhymes and flair that make us say, "Whoooo!" Sam and Ralph with their roll call glee, Bringing laughs and unity, so carefree.

Apologies for the spammer's wrong deeds, Let's rise above and plant kindness seeds. No more gloves for destroying, that chapter is done, It's time to spread love, under the morning sun.

Dank rhymes about love, that's your new song, Uniting the Anons, making hearts strong. So bless each soul in this Q Research space, With humor and unity, let love embrace.

Even the shills, they're a part of this home, Beat them with kindness, let love be shown. As the final chapter draws ever so near, No fear, for God Wins, my dear.