No bread today, our Q has stepped away.

8 chans are left alone, making stepping stones.

No bread today, magpies are a common sight,

but people passing by, don't know the reason why.

 

How could they know, what baking bread means,

the source of our hopes, the end of broken dreams.

How could they know, Camarillas dying reign,

is the power behind, their whispering campaign.

 

No bread today, autists meme away,

magpies wearing berets, turning night in-to-day.

 

Bridge

 

We The People at Patriots Soapbox,

(a two-story home in Pennsylvania town)

come together to teach the word of Thomas Paine.

Up 24 no down.

 

Magpies crack bread, the bugles start to play,

we fight them night and day, the clowns run away.

New Q today, there’s panic in DC.

Fake news media agree, there's nothing to see.

 

We have new Q, what’s the common theme

Ms. Ford was trained, by the CIA.

DC secrete plan was to call in the clowns,

a creepy porn lawyer, from a seedy part of town.

 

Chans memes at ready, to serve them all pain,

magpies bring the rain, craze Lefties go insane.

 

Bridge

 

We The People at Patriots Soapbox

(a two story home in Pennsylvania town)

come together to teach the word of Thomas Paine.

Up 24 no down

 

No bread today, our Q stepped away.

8 chans are left alone, making stepping stones.

No bread today, magpies are a common sight,

but people passing by, don't know the reason why.

 

How could they know, what baking bread means,

the source of our hopes, the end of broken dreams.

How could they know, camarillas dying reign,

is the power behind, their whispering campaign.

 

No bread today, autists meme away,

magpies wear berets, turning night in-to-day.

 

Bridge

 

All that's Left of the D N C party,

a dirty house on main street down-town.

All that’s Left of main street media,

nothing to see there just-a-band-of-clowns.

All they Left is a place dark and lonely.

An empty house on a mean street . . .