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Breaking In To America On a Snowy Evening
Breaking in to America on a Snowy Evening Loch David Crane Minuteman Civil Defense Corps member May 2, 2006 Whose land this is I think I know– America, where all things glow. They will not see me stopping here because response time is so slow. My coyote (who hopes I’m queer) returns for more throughout the year. We won’t fix up old Mexico, we’ll steal it all from folks up here. Help Mexico? Don’t give me grief. That takes some effort—I’m a thief! I won’t vote or help my town, I’d rather sign up for relief. Entitlement is what I feel: now that I’m here, I want to steal free welfare benefits, emergency health care, in-state school tuition, and a drivers’ license denied me by my birthplace deal. Your lifestyle here is what I’ll take— I think that I deserve a break! We stole this land from Indians and later sold it to the States. We won’t learn to speak or write English–which compounds our plight. We all believe Aztlan will rise, assimilation isn’t right. Americans are really dumb to leave an open door for bums. Full amnesty is our desire that’s why eleven million run. The night is lovely, dark and deep; at the North star I love to peep. My booties aid my midnight creep. . . I’ll shuffle miles while all you sleep! (booties are carpet overshoes which leave a poor trail) (AND your FORMS do not include POLITICAL or SATIRE...why not?)
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