A poem about illegal Mexicans

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Came across the following comment to Arit Young's piece Obama Isn't Deporting 'Gangbanger' Immigrants, But Ones Who Run Red Lights. 

I come for visit, get treated regal,
So I stay, who care I illegal?
I cross border, 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, American dummy.

Write to friends in motherland, 
Tell them come as fast as you can,
They come in rags and Chebby 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 neighbor'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 welfare cash!
Everything is mucho good,
And soon we own the neighborhood.
We have hobby----it's called breeding,
Welfare pay for baby feeding.

Kids need dentist? Wife needs pills?
We get free! We got no bills!
American crazy! He pay all year,
To keep welfare running here.
We think America darn good place!
Too darn good for the white man race.

If they no like us, they can go.
Got lots of room in Mexico!

Courtesy of 100% Not Guilty
(His avatar is of that smiling Zimmerman asshole but, man, this poem is so the bomb)