“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.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzKycnighIE
Health/life BUMP!
Heh!
Thought you were going to post this song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ccYgm6ot3E (was in a choir years ago where we sang this)
Sweet sentiment — but not good for America.