My Immigration Poem

My Poem 🙂


The poor un-wealthy immigrants,
they were not safe at home.
They hopped on a vessel,
and set off, alone.
They made their way to Australia,
to find safe places to live,
but they were sent back to Indonesia,
because they had nothing to give.
So next time you don’t get your way,
think of those who went unfed,
by the time they got back to their country,
most of them were dead.
They were all squished,
all of the immigrants were quite depressed,
they were clueless,

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