Welcome to England where you get what you want, a life of plenty depriving others of it.
A nice cosy council flat for you and your six kids. Can't have you on the streets.
You'll be safe here, not like war torn Afghan. Your life paid for by benefits, take your pick.
There's Job Seekers Allowance, Income Support, Disability Living Allowance and a host more.
Take your pick, it's all for you dear immigrant. Never mind if your illegal, get a warehouse job £3 an hour moving brown boxes from A-B in your cousin brothers warehouse. Family help family.
If you're legal and have morals, get a real job and pay your way.
One less job for me to apply for. What do you think of me saying all this? It's just a poem.
How do you feel if you're single and cuddle up to a nice English lass at night? She must like Iranian guys. All this going on in England, welcome to paradise.