Just because we bomb their countries,
And crush their economies,
They invade us as immigrants,
And pretend to be refugees.
We do what we do do
To save them from the Commies;
Once saved, they then expect us
To put food into their tummies.
This is hardly a fair trade—
So we put children in cages
Where they are safe from parents
Seeking illegal wages.
Gosh, will our burdens never end?
Perhaps, being exceptional,
God gives us the hardiness
To bear our sufferings well.
We may have been immigrants once,
Making home for dissenters,
But now we are white and kosher,
Better he be white who enters.