Let's look back throught the centuries,
And consider the cause for which she stands.
As she grew from just a dream there,
And took shape in Betsy Ross' nimble hands.
She had thirteen stars and stripes then,
One for each of thirteen states.
She has fifty small white stars now,
Representing these United States.
As each new state was admitted,
A new star was added in it's name.
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