**Okay, so I know it's not great poetry, in fact it's pretty bad, but I had this random bout of patriotism the other night when I read something about YWS failing. I think I mis-read it, but it got me thinking about how much I love this place and everyone in it. So, I hope you can endure, if not enjoy. **
Everyday, it’s a getting better,
If your world’s too cold, you know that we’re your sweater,
You want to feel loved? Then we’ll write you a letter,
with a heart and a kiss to seal,
don’t need human contact to make it real.
I’ll keep turning through my restless mind
If y’all on this sanctuary keep me intertwined
In a snug and a boost of the good stuff.
What better time to stick together, than when it gets rough?
What d’you all say?
Let’s rock the YWS casaba, today!
Only intended in a metaphorical way,
but then, similes, irony and whatnot,
It be my life, you guys are all I’ve got-
to dot the line and work the magic with your pen
to bed the floor with poems and lyrics in our den
a cup of tea and YWS does wonders to one’s Zen.
We’re never fussing, we don’t contemplate hating,
to the literary world we keep on impregnating,
stories and novellas, a masterpiece of words, a blitz!
Tell me, my old bean- what could be better than this?
An awesome community, a merry band of thieves,
stealing glory from old fogies with tricks up our sleeves.
Learning, growing, thriving for more
most of all loving
Isn’t that what YWS is for?
. Otherwise, I didn't just say that, right, right!?!?!
It's sad, rhyming helps flow! It's smart to rhyme. 
Not many grammar or spelling errors! It was inspirational too! Bravo!
