Short Emigrant Poems

it is getting cold
like a neat emigrant bird
I should fly to south...

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There once was an emigrant from Peru
Who couldn't master the art of kazoo---
  It got stuck in his gums
  He poured in some rum---
And now he can play 'Toodle-oo.'...

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EMIGRANT

The wake stretched from the bow  
Back towards the narrow, choked 
Canal  systems of Europe.
Goodbye to endless  locks now.

We were ready for  the new start.

Over the damp taffrail  - foam.
The sea was huge and empty.
And ahead lay the United States
And home.

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NOTE
The last four lines are taken from Chapter 10  of  “The Professor
and the Madman” by Simon Winchester,...

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I came to this new land
To this old continent 
Following my natural
Instinct
I did not hear sheers
No smile
No welcome signs
No fireworks
No one was there to receive me
Or to shake my hand 
As I anticipated
Except this sign
That says:
“NON-CITIZENS must cross this gate”

I came with no sense
Of attachment
Identity
Religious freedom
Love freedom
Big numbers
Freeing freedom
I am just seeking the warmth
I am looking  for
A piece of land
On the sun....

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