As the Statue of Liberty Poem Reads Today:
Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door! The Statue of Liberty
As It Might Read After Trump’s Re-Election:
Give me your tired and your poor white people who can stand on their own two feet, work for slave wages, keep their mouths shut and not become a public charge to me. Better yet, send only the rich and famous from your foreign shore. Send these, the already powerful in comfort to me, I lift my lamp beside the Republican door. The Statue of Republican Liberty
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