Mere Smiles Don't Win - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
To win make hard work your lovely kin.
No joy you'll feel by mere gentle grin.
Your whole body gets wet
when you toil and shed sweat.
Wear you out and climb steep hills to win.
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