THE ILLEGALS’ POEM by The Illegals

Kelli D Gordon III% Texas USA

I cross river, poor and broke, Take bus, see employment folk.
Nice man treat me good in there, Say I need go see Welfare.
Welfare say, ‘You come no more, We send cash right to your door.
Welfare checks, they make you wealthy, Medicaid it keep you healthy!
By and by, Got plenty money, Thanks to you, Taxpayer dummy.
Write to friends in motherland, Tell them ‘come here, fast as you can.
They come with Coyotes and Chebee trucks, I buy big house with welfare bucks.
They come here, we live together, More welfare checks, it gets better!
Fourteen families, they moving in, But neighbor’s patience wearing thin.
Finally, he just move away. I buy his house, and then I say,
‘Find more aliens, house to rent.’ In my yard I put up tent.
Send for family. They just trash, But they, too, draw welfare cash!
Everything is very good…

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