Before It’s Too Late!

The following is a poem I received from a friend.  I don’t know who the poet is but I’d like to thank them for the perfect scenario of an attitude that is put into practice in places other than America.  So…. WAKE UP AMERICA!

Illegal Immigrant's Poem

                                       (Author unknown)

I cross ocean, poor and broke,

 Take bus, see employment folk.

Nice man treat me good in there,

 Say I need to see welfare.

Welfare say, 'You come no more,

 We send cash right to your door'

Welfare cheques, they make you wealthy,

 Medicare it keep you healthy!

By and by, I got plenty money,

 Thanks to you, Australian Dummy.

Write to friends in motherland,

 Tell them 'come fast as you can.'

They come in turbans and Ford 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 neighbour's patience wearing thin.

Finally, white bloke moves away,

 Now I buy his house, and then I say,

Find more aliens for house to rent.'

 And in the yard I put a tent.

Send for family they just trash,

 But they, too, draw the welfare cash!

Everything is very good,

 And soon we own the neighbourhood.

We have hobby?  it's called breeding,

 Welfare pay for baby feeding.

Kids need dentist? Wife need pills?

 We get free! We got no bills!

Australian crazy! He pay all year,

 To keep welfare running here.

We think Australia 'darn good place!

 Too darn good for the white man race.

If they no like us, they can scram,

 Got lots of room in Pakistan .

VISIT MY OTHER ZONES!

EVERYBODY’S TALKING!- A Co-operative, designed to house all zones with political themes and forums within Helium and offer one local to access them.

OH’ CARLY’S LITERARY PUB Focuses on how many literary greats and their work were influenced by the Pubs, Bars and Inns they frequented.