The secret knowledge is there for all to share, if you weren't so busy being stupid, Pelham.
Listen, FReepers, to a story
That was written long ago
'Bout a Q thread on a mountain
And the normie-folk below
On the Q thread was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone
And the normie-people swore
They'd have it for their very own
So the people of the normal
Sent a message to the thread
Asking for the buried treasure
Tons of gold for which they'd kill
It came an answer from the Q thread
With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our Q thread
All the riches buried there
Now the normies cried with anger
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the Q thread people
So they won their just reward
Now they stood beside the treasure
On the Q thread, dark and red
Turned the stone and looked beneath it
"Where we go one, we go all" was all it said
Go ahead and hate your Qtards
Go ahead and cheat a FRiend
Do it in the name of heaven
You can justify it in the end
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgment day
On the bloody morning after
One Q patriot rides away
