WRITE MY POEM -25k (in Contests)

HEAR America singing, the varied carols I hear;
Those of mechanics -- each one singing his, as it should be,
blithe and strong;
The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank and beam;
The mason singing his, as he makes ready for work,
or leaves off work;
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat --
the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck;
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench --
the hatter singing as he stands;
The wood-cutter's song -- the ploughboy's, on his way
in the morning, or at the noon intermission, or at sundown;
The delicious singing of the mother -- or of the young wife
at work -- or of the girl sewing or washing -- Each singing
what belongs to her, and to none else;
The day what belongs to the day -- At night, the party of
young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious songs.



Rewrite this poem, 25k to the best remake.
Must keep the same theme... 50j if I REALLY like it.

I hate english.

I hear America Singing, my ears are filled with it ringing
"Get me out of here" I'm thinking. Argh! My ears are bleeding!

25K to Vitality please, lol

How do you want it rewrote? Rhyming or no rhyming? Given a bit more info, I can make you a winner.

A limerick:


There once was a song in the states
That from heart to the hand narrates
A prayer in ryhme
to the passing of time
And the joy that the singing creates

here is a rhyming poem for you

Hear America singing,
From sea to shining sea,
It is a joyous ringing,
The strong and proud are we.

For anyone who goes lurking,
They will find the song in many forms,
They can see the tradesmen working,
When the voluptuous song performs.

For each person the song varies,
And everyone has a voice,
But the message that it carries,
Is all a matter of choice.

The boatman will sing on the sea,
The deckhand likes to sing all day long,
The shoemaker will sing with glee,
Even the woodcutter has a song.

The mother sings to her child,
The wind sings through your hair,
The young girl sings in the wild,
The song is in the air.

Everywhere the song is found,
All over the world it travels,
And it is very profound,
When the deep message unravels.

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(Prince Chuckles) 24.22.185.147 astrokid (The Nunnery) $25000 5:39 PM EST

thanks