Border Control - Poem by Snake Blocker
No one knows the limits of lust.
Controls can not always be measured
Mistakes can't always be forgotten.
And trouble always carries a price.
I've dated my share of Mexicans.
With the single ones, I've been told of three types:
The abused, the virgins, and the sluts,
I've yet to meet the virgins.
I've yet to meet the honest ones
The stereotype is not prejudice.
It is merely stating a fact.
Their worldview differs from mine.
I believe in 'happy ever after…'
They believe in 'once upon a time…'
The flies don't buzz around just to stay busy.
Cinco de Mayo is a different kind of Independence Day.
The Corona speaks volumes of indiscretion.
So their borders stay open!
Any Mexi can…I want one that can't.
Exercise a little border control!
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