Years he spoke, a voice raised high,
Of science bent, a subtle lie.
To Congress told, a shadowed quest,
Where labs in China are put to test.
Gain of function, whispers spun,
The funding was traced, the deed was done.
But Fauci's word, a steady plea,
No such research, government decree.
The truth, a path that winds and bends,
Accusations are strong, and no amends.
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