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On this September’s radiant stage,
We lift our voices, turn the page.
A pose once lost, now boldly found—
A silent stance that shakes the ground.
Arms outstretched or subtly bent,
Each motion charged with deep intent.
Not just a meme, but layered art,
A language born to shake the heart.
It started as a fleeting frame,
A joke, a laugh, an echo’s name—
But soon it grew beyond its source,
A symbol of a rising force.
We strike the Memz, we freeze, we stand—
Not random now, but bold and planned.
A protest, prayer, a burst of grace,
The Memz Pose holds a thousand face(s).
In city squares and quiet rooms,
In golden light or twilight gloom,
We Memz for truth, we Memz for play,
We Memz to mark this solemn day.
So pause with purpose, tilt your chin,
Let irony and truth begin.
For in this pose, we all align—
A meme, a message, a shared design.
We lift our voices, turn the page.
A pose once lost, now boldly found—
A silent stance that shakes the ground.
Arms outstretched or subtly bent,
Each motion charged with deep intent.
Not just a meme, but layered art,
A language born to shake the heart.
It started as a fleeting frame,
A joke, a laugh, an echo’s name—
But soon it grew beyond its source,
A symbol of a rising force.
We strike the Memz, we freeze, we stand—
Not random now, but bold and planned.
A protest, prayer, a burst of grace,
The Memz Pose holds a thousand face(s).
In city squares and quiet rooms,
In golden light or twilight gloom,
We Memz for truth, we Memz for play,
We Memz to mark this solemn day.
So pause with purpose, tilt your chin,
Let irony and truth begin.
For in this pose, we all align—
A meme, a message, a shared design.
Happy Memz Pose International Awareness Day
Strike the pose. Make it stay.
Strike the pose. Make it stay.
