Build the Wall!
Let’s build a wall, mañana, keep the Yanks
From coming in, keep avocadoes here
And starve whites of their guacamole, “Thanks
So Much” and “Muchas Gracias.” They should fear
Us. After all their fruit crops won’t get picked,
Their gardens won’t get gardened, their tykes
Will go un-baby-sat. Butts will be kicked,
Though, mostly coz their snouts won’t get their spikes
Of coke for highs and wetback maids won’t get
The off-white gringo jizz for the required
Mestizo babies . . . to put off the threat
Of deportation since the white boss sired
Them. That’s another thrilling joy blond guys
Will do without. Build that wall to the skies!