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Poetry contest
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Classic poem of the day

Put one more s in the U.S.A.
To make it Soviet.
One more s in the U.S.A.
Oh, we'll live to see it yet.
When the land belongs to the farmers
And the factories to the working men —
The U.S.A. when we take control
Will be the U.S.S.A. then.

Now across the water in Russia
They have a big U.S.S.R.
The fatherland of the Soviets —
But that is mighty far
From New York, or Texas, or California, too.
So listen, fellow workers,
This is what we have to do.

Put one more S in the U.S.A.
[Repeat chorus]

But we can't win by just talking.
So let us take things in our hand.
Then down and away with the bosses' sway —
Hail Communistic land.
So stand up in battle and wave our flag on high,
And shout out fellow workers
Our new slogan in the sky:

Put one more S in the U.S.A.

But we can't join hands together
So long...

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member poem of the day

One night, she realized the lively nights passed her by
She was alive, but never truly lived
As she took her last breath, her eyes filled with tears
She was full of regret and misery
It was too late
She never took life’s hand, never trusted her
Never took a chance or a risk
Life frowned at her cautiousness
She made sure no one remembered her
Why remember a life not worth living anyways?