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Jan 2013
Anchor babies playing.
Young children’s arms a’ flailing
whirling, whirling,
here they stay.

Illegal’s children dance
Mother took her daring chance
twirling, twirling,
watch us play.

Crossing Rio Grande’s water
Mexico sent a daughter
staying, staying
watch me play.

We don’t know we’re problems
We’ll dream of sweet sugar plums
dancing, dancing
love this day.

Anchor babies playing.
See children’s arms a’ flailing
whirling, whirling,
here we’ll stay.
Note:  Anchor babies are those children born to any person in the nation who are not US citizens and are here either legally (for example on a green card) or illegally.  These children are legally citizens of the US.[img]http://www.xanga.com/vexations[/img]

* Today in America over 300,000 "anchor babies" are born on U.S. soil annually (2004 data
William A Poppen
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William A Poppen  87/M/Tennessee
(87/M/Tennessee)   
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