Now ‘Bout Them Immigrants
As Sister Susie reminds me, we are, somewhere in genealogy, with Cherokee blood and that makes me native and not immigrant. Right?
I guess we’re the ones that met you guys when you landed. Not very smart, landing on Plymouth Rock; would have been easier to land at the dock. But I do not decry your presence here in my country. In fact, our national anthem takes note of concern for our immigrants to the South. “Jose, can you see ……”