In a land where trolls grow wild and free,  

Lies Duterte’s farm, beneath the tree.  

They plant their seeds in Facebook soil,  

With comments sharp and memes that boil.  

“Keyboard warriors, rise and fight!  

Defend the throne, spread lies with might!”  

They water posts with fake disdain,  

Harvesting likes, no need for brain.  

“Truth’s overrated,” they proudly boast,  

“We spin the stories, we rule the post!”  

With every like, their power grows,  

As logic fades and madness flows.  

A farm of trolls, well-fed on hate,  

Churning out news that bends the fate.  

Yet in the fields, the sheep will roam,  

Believing lies that feel like home.  

Oh, Duterte’s farm, how bright you burn,  

Where facts are lost and trolls still churn.  

But one day soon, the light will gleam—  

And trolls will vanish like a meme.