Quatrain of Bring Pain
Bring Pain - no, do not
Do not bring your tired, your
poor, your huddled
masses to my
steps.
What I need are the strong,
able, and those of health
with great
biceps.
Only a fool would ask for more
problems; more disease
in great
multitude,
Life is difficult enough when I'm
free, even more difficult
when greatly
subdued.
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