the immigration poem...

this the immigration poem doing its rounds, i'm sure i read this a coupla months before,
its been altered to fit all wealthy countries, as you can see the one below is for NZ
recently a british conservative member was suspended over the fact that she fwd this (the british version) e-mail to people..


Immigrant Poem

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 checks,
they make you wealthy,
Medicaid it keep you healthy!

By and by,
I got plenty money,
Thanks to you,
New Zealand 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 guy 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!

New Zealand crazy!
He pay all year,
To keep welfare running here.

We think New Zealand
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.
i dont like these welfare soakers either, especially those that buy houses and things on welfare money
but then social security was paying abu hamza money for everything
same with bakri, the crazy cleric...