Illegal ImmigrantA Poem by MilesMake a beeline for the treeline Soon as they raise that green sign Host a shindig in the forest Plan a date with a florist Travelin' like a nomad This ain't a passin' fad Got my stick and my handkerchief Polka-dotted like an orphan thief Need a big boat to cross the ocean Hitch a ride with Spaniards in the motion Change my name and hair color Get a cheap job like any other Make sand cakes and Easter bobbles Clean destitutions and posh cobbles Ride a bike and ride a train Operate a lawn-mower and maybe a crane Squeezin' and savin' those little bucks Food on the table but your life sucks Drivin' taxis and ice-cream trucks Co-workers are s***s and stupid f***s
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1 Review Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 AuthorMilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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