Englands latest import

I didn’t come here

In a ship

Or from far away


They didn’t put me in chains

Or whip me until I was bleeding

Or sell me to you


Your wife

Who you do not have

Didn’t see me in a line and pick me out


I don’t live in a cellar or attic

Mice and rats

Are not chewing on my toes


You haven’t worken me in a factory or pit

And I’m not catching my death

From the cold


And you don’t ave to be

Cruel to me

To stop me from running away